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Paris, normally je t'aime. Just not this weekend.
We had our league opener vs. Nancy Vandoeuvre this Sunday in the city of lights and unfortuately brought nothing close to our A-game. It was a ridiculous match and the scores indicated it - we lost 25-17 in the first set after bringing like, our D-game, and then decided to show up in the 2nd to win 25-13. And it went on like that until we finally lost 18-16 in the 5th. As the scores show, we played really consistently... We'll not discuss my play since it was less than stellar for about half the game...
(This is worthy of a closer look... click for fabulous facial expressions...)
We should've won in 3, or at most 4, but I was told it was an exciting match to watch... I guess ya gotta give the people what they ask for every once in a while.
Anyway, match results aside it was awesome to be back in Paris and I would've sold my firstborn child to live and play there. Then again my team is supposed to be better than the one there so I'm not complaining. It'd just be nice if we could demonstrate that on a regular basis. No worries though, I'm feeling good about things this week and we should bounce back strong this weekend vs. Hainault.
We didn't have time to see any of the city but did get lost on the walk to our hotel so we saw plenty of charming sights on foot. Luggage was also lucky enough to came along for that. Based on the looks we got, I think we also brightened the people of Paris' day piling in and out of the Metro as we are obviously all Amazonian and were carrying 13 huge bags to boot. It was roomy.
Welp, sorry this one's a little bit of a downer but maybe the 4 hours of sleep I got on the way home is getting the best of me. Ah, the Meek sleep deprivation gene rears its ugly head. The Meek gigantic-ness gene also got the best of me, since attempting to tuck into the tiny train compartment cubby that pretended to be a "bed" didn't work out as well as I'd have hoped. Curse my gangly limbs.
Anyway, match results aside it was awesome to be back in Paris and I would've sold my firstborn child to live and play there. Then again my team is supposed to be better than the one there so I'm not complaining. It'd just be nice if we could demonstrate that on a regular basis. No worries though, I'm feeling good about things this week and we should bounce back strong this weekend vs. Hainault.
We didn't have time to see any of the city but did get lost on the walk to our hotel so we saw plenty of charming sights on foot. Luggage was also lucky enough to came along for that. Based on the looks we got, I think we also brightened the people of Paris' day piling in and out of the Metro as we are obviously all Amazonian and were carrying 13 huge bags to boot. It was roomy.
Welp, sorry this one's a little bit of a downer but maybe the 4 hours of sleep I got on the way home is getting the best of me. Ah, the Meek sleep deprivation gene rears its ugly head. The Meek gigantic-ness gene also got the best of me, since attempting to tuck into the tiny train compartment cubby that pretended to be a "bed" didn't work out as well as I'd have hoped. Curse my gangly limbs.
Warm-up confusion
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You didn't see me, but I was sitting in front of the guy with the drum.
Air Coco delivering yet another strike.. :) We gotta give you some kind of awesome nickname..
Don't you worry. I will come up with something!
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