Tonight we followed our usual Sunday night ritual for the last time this season. We drove to MSAC, where Al varied his routine by not playing but scoring, a savvy ploy to maintain his lack of injury, while I caught up with gossip on the bench and used my zoom lens to make a few players feel uncomfortable and look blurry.
The boys had a lazy win. I had a lazy weekend, with short, productive bursts of energy, too, so we’re even. This ball reflects my mood:
I liked this synthetic shade of blue, especially because I didn’t have to move to take this shot either:
It was too late for fish and chips, and we had pizza last night, and I feel like writing a sentence with several capital letters, so we took our chances and the Tiburon along Clarendon St, and ended up with Nandos to eat in front of Star Wars and the Olympics. Yum.
I crossed four items off the to-do list tonight, and added another six.
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