Neanderthals at Baddie
Quote of the day: "That was my shot"
Reponse: "That's too bad, I've hit it"
ahhhh....I can feel interest in blogging quickly waning...after just a single day too! But thankfully, I had an eventful badminton session!
Now to say i enjoy badminton would be an understatement, in an ideal world, i would be playing it everyday and leaping 10 feet in the air to smash the shuttle at 500 mph....*Bucket of water* *Bite of Lemon* *reality*, but only cos the shuttles are so so slowwww *rolls eyes* and my knees aren't what they used to be (i'm an aged 27 now!!)
Today's lead up to badminton was no different from usual. Wake up at 1pm, have a quick shower and run off... This is where the good stuff comes in :) grab a ginormous slice of pizza along the way so i can walk into the hall chomping on it in front of 30 other people who mostly haven't had lunch! I just love the jokes about "Where's mine?" "Can i have some?" If i were in their shoes, i wouldn't be joking, some of them prolly aren't.
Now in social badminton, in fact any badminton, most people are agreeable and don't really insist they are right on scores, or start giving unsolicited instruction on where to go and what shot to hit. What is worse is when the person doing that doesn't normally know a fig about what he is supposed to do in the first place! There must be some link cos these people display ALL the above, not just isolated traits. And to top it all off, they normally have that attitude that says "If i lose, we will have a rematch! If i lose again it is your (partner) fault!" Of course it was my fault, cos i wanted to lose! Winning the game, sure feels good, BUT seeing your black face, PRICELESS!
In Perth, we had someone called I--Y that drove Andrew up the wall! Over here, there are others. Since i play with them 3 times i week, i will leave names out for fear of flying racquets, from behind me.
Ok, enough whining. Today i joined the league of flashy-badminton-shoes snobs. hehe...And i'm glad i did! Never knew badminton shoes could be this comfortable and provide so much traction! Must have been because of my primary school experience with our trusty Air Bata's. I still remember the premium model of my time, BM 2000....or Badminton Master 2000. That it was a legitimate school shoe (canvas and white) should have clued me in to the fact that it was anything but premium. Add to that it's amazing ability to make smoke screens from stamping on monday mornings (this was from the shoe polish which was white goo that became a powdery white substance once dried)
This is flying everywhere, think i'll leave it at that.
Reponse: "That's too bad, I've hit it"
ahhhh....I can feel interest in blogging quickly waning...after just a single day too! But thankfully, I had an eventful badminton session!
Now to say i enjoy badminton would be an understatement, in an ideal world, i would be playing it everyday and leaping 10 feet in the air to smash the shuttle at 500 mph....*Bucket of water* *Bite of Lemon* *reality*, but only cos the shuttles are so so slowwww *rolls eyes* and my knees aren't what they used to be (i'm an aged 27 now!!)
Today's lead up to badminton was no different from usual. Wake up at 1pm, have a quick shower and run off... This is where the good stuff comes in :) grab a ginormous slice of pizza along the way so i can walk into the hall chomping on it in front of 30 other people who mostly haven't had lunch! I just love the jokes about "Where's mine?" "Can i have some?" If i were in their shoes, i wouldn't be joking, some of them prolly aren't.
Now in social badminton, in fact any badminton, most people are agreeable and don't really insist they are right on scores, or start giving unsolicited instruction on where to go and what shot to hit. What is worse is when the person doing that doesn't normally know a fig about what he is supposed to do in the first place! There must be some link cos these people display ALL the above, not just isolated traits. And to top it all off, they normally have that attitude that says "If i lose, we will have a rematch! If i lose again it is your (partner) fault!" Of course it was my fault, cos i wanted to lose! Winning the game, sure feels good, BUT seeing your black face, PRICELESS!
In Perth, we had someone called I--Y that drove Andrew up the wall! Over here, there are others. Since i play with them 3 times i week, i will leave names out for fear of flying racquets, from behind me.
Ok, enough whining. Today i joined the league of flashy-badminton-shoes snobs. hehe...And i'm glad i did! Never knew badminton shoes could be this comfortable and provide so much traction! Must have been because of my primary school experience with our trusty Air Bata's. I still remember the premium model of my time, BM 2000....or Badminton Master 2000. That it was a legitimate school shoe (canvas and white) should have clued me in to the fact that it was anything but premium. Add to that it's amazing ability to make smoke screens from stamping on monday mornings (this was from the shoe polish which was white goo that became a powdery white substance once dried)
This is flying everywhere, think i'll leave it at that.
posted by cokecat at 9:01 am
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