I played badminton after ages. The thrill of the game. The thrill of jumping and smashing the old bugger of a shuttle and taking a swoop at it. The joy. Sports are simply awesome. I love Badminton, Chess, Throwball...if I only knew tennis and to swim properly, I'd always be seen outdoors soaking in the sun. And of course the surfing, oh boy...it would be perfect. Just like Jack Johnson would say, if he saw the perfect wave soaring over him.
I got wild at one of the boys, as I ran off court to pull up my pants, embarassing? Nope. I pretty much don't care when this is happening. You forget when you're in the joy and ecstasy of a thrilling game. You even forget your pants.
Tomorrrow there's a meeting with Frankie, again. It's very rush rush. But then I've got to stand up to him.
It's a long night.
