Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Let the games begin

Cycle 4km to hockey practise.
Run godknowshowfar up and down hills.
Get back to pitch. Warm up. (what the hell were we doing on those hills?)
Drills. Run. Jog. Run. Jog. Run.
Drills. Run. Dodge. Run. Shoot. Miss.
Game. Run. Run. Run.

Cycle home.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
Peer at bicycle in dark.
Prod back wheel.
Pfffff.
Ah.

Walk the rest of the way home.

Fun.

5 comments:

Peaches said...

Oooooozis!!

Catalyst said...

haha, wow, somehow you always manage something spectacular, Koeks. Good form

kop said...

You know how i know that, that story isn't true?

Because there are no fucking hills in Holland!

Koekie said...

Oh there are Kop. There're not many, but we found at least 75% of them last night...

rd said...

Whats up with the 7 syllable line style?

You trying to write a haiku?