Another day, another BATTERING at the Table of Dreams.
We’re talking 4-1 here.
Oh dear.
I started strong. I always start strong. I raced to a 1-0 lead.
My early tactics are to basically TWAT the ball around the table. I’m very good at TWATTING - especially so when it comes to finding the corners.
I then get a little cocky.
Hey! Let’s spin it to win it!
I love executing spin, even if the ball doesn’t bounce on the other end of the table. It’s a very satisfying stroke.
My interest in the game started to disappear, along with the fading winter light. We ended up playing pretty much in darkness.
Lights out.
