Okay before I get going on this I want to put a shout-out to Drew's awesome post from a few days ago, throwing some poo-bombs at power in a manner of eloquence I only hope to conjure in rare feverish fits.
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Okay so some shit has gone down, I may have lost my mind and I am flying to LA on Saturday morning and returning that night to play my friend David in a best of three set tennis match. We've both been talking some shit for awhile, I used to be able to beat David all the time but now he plays in some rec league all the time and I never play at all so the odds may be stacked against me. The wager is obviously mainly pride (dumb, dumb, foolish, amazing pride) but also the $118.20 cost of my plane tickets on Saturday. I arrive around 8am and leave at 8pm giving us enough time for a warm up, two hours of tennis then getting really fucked up and going to the beach and then me getting back.
So, can I win the match or will I eat the cost of the plane tickets!?! This riveting tale will play out over the blog.
Day 1 report: Okay, the challenge was cemented around 5pm at the end of work on Gchat (Google give me money if I lose) and I locked up my friend Josh to hit tennis balls with me Thursday and Friday nights to sharpen up my stroke, I went to Walgreens and bought 4 new, fresh tennis balls. Then I had a softball game and managed to get pegged in the left ankle by a relay throw from the outfield, GODDAMIT. Whatever, I lifted some 15 pound weights ten times did some crunches and pushups and stretched. I now have 4 more days to ready myself for battle. Stay tuned.
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