Thursday, October 28, 2004

Europeans:  Day One For those of you who sacrificed those virgins on behalf of my tennis team:  thanks.  Your efforts didn't pay off in massive wins for us, but we also haven't come away entirely empty handed. The first day at the Europeans Tennis Tournament in Wiesbaden left the Baumholder team with only one man still left standing:  Zain.  Everyone else -- both of the doubles teams and Isabelle -- got knocked out of both the championship and consolation brackets.  Everyone will still go back tomorrow to root for Zain and hopefully see him through to a place in the top six.  We'll know by this time tomorrow. Things were certainly jumping inside the three tennis halls the meet is being held at.  Lots of talent on display with some players putting such a hurt on those tennis balls you'd have thought those little fuzzy yellow things had raped their sisters. There was one major snag (if you consider everyone other than Zain losing a snag):  the fact that our driver could speak even less English than I can speak German.  Try explaining to a German that you're not just playing tennis at one place, but actually three different places, and how you'll need to go back to these places at seemingly random times.  I'd have given Franklin's virginity for the ability to say "go back to where we just were" in German.  I eventually asked the waitress in the main tennis hall's restaurant to write our driver a note in German that explained to him the plan for tomorrow.  I really don't know if it made sense to him.  He just said, "Gut time."  Guess we'll find out at 7:30am tomorrow morning. 8:39:12 PM     |

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