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Monday, March 28, 2011

Ball to VICTORY.

I throw my hand up shading my eyes from the sun. The court was blur with heat as i look over the net to my opponent. I took the ball on my racket I’m holding, preparing to serve for the match. Sound of ball bouncing I created made everyone nervous. I throw the ball up high with my head and racket up and knees bent. Cloud blow, Sun shine, the ball spin a little before my racket contact it with speed and power. My whole body flew up and the ball flew over the net. Game, set, match. We close the match up with eight games to two. My partner and I walk gladly with both our chest and head held high to the net while the opponents walk dragging their shoes to the ground. We shake and congratulate. Smoothly, my partner and I sit down together with all crowded people around us.

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