Yesterday, in my Badminton class, I paired with a female classmate who’s, uh, not that good. It was a mixed doubles match against Sigrid and Mark, the latter being quite more dexterous than I am. As it turns out, obviously, I was not happy of what my partner was doing. I hate it when one doesn’t know what to do inside the court (as if I was not like it at first, hehe). I was acting very lazy and uninterested when…a bird was volleyed near the net and poof! I smashed it, of course. And it landed where? Well, it hit Mark. Nyahahaha! :laugh: For some reason, it somehow gave me the spirits to give the game a little ‘play.’ I also noticed that Mark was already practicing doing a slice serve. I think he was stunned when he saw me doing it before, and cannot accept the fact that he couldn’t do it, provided that he’s already played in the sportsfest and I haven’t. :tongue: We ended in 3 sets. Not bad.
P.S. Euri, I know you’re not into sports, so please bear with this post. :tongue: