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Oh, I hear you loud and clear, Vassilis. I once, on a very humid Buffalo day in early 90s, made it to the finish line courtesy of the Army National Guard.
The finish line? Good God,man--I was under the impression you're still what we used to call "a going concern"!
my last triathlonI came in last place&won the first-place trophy for my age group !now ?the only thing that runsisthe dribble down my leg- as fast as it can !
for whatit's worth, I used to dribble basketballs between my legsages ago, now no going concern, I stillwonder wherethose balls went.
Oh, I hear you loud and clear, Vassilis. I once, on a very humid Buffalo day in early 90s, made it to the finish line courtesy of the Army National Guard.
ReplyDeleteThe finish line? Good God,man--I was under the impression you're still what we used to call "a going concern"!
ReplyDeletemy last triathlon
ReplyDeleteI came in
last place
&
won the first-place trophy
for my age group !
now ?
the only thing that runs
is
the dribble down my leg
- as fast as it can !
for what
ReplyDeleteit's worth, I used
to
dribble
basketballs
between my legs
ages ago, now
no going concern, I still
wonder where
those balls went.