Bodily Harm 5: "The Boxer"
From the hesitant, partially swung end of the bat came the ball to my face.
From the hesitant, partially swung end of the bat came the ball to my face.
There is a stubbornness deep down within my skull that resonates bluntly when inklings of resignation brew.
I practiced exactly twice and was convinced that I had learned all I needed to learn to master the technique...
I hit the ball and angled it off the side of his head...
Turned out it wasn't fatal. It wasn't even serious.
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I'm flitting around trying to remember exactly what it is I have forgotten (an exercise that is doomed by its very description). I figure I'll remember somewhere over Iceland.
But reading was uncomfortable.
October 22, 2005, 3:15pm