Like taking off on the left of the A-frame and steering right for a
crazy back door - blasted out with the spit. Like racing into the
parking lot after after work, suiting up after sunset and grabbing a few
before dark. Like asking a stranger in the line-up if he has a watch
and learning that you should have been somewhere else 10 minutes ago.
And then rocking up at said event with sand in your hair, salt on your eyelashes and water in your nose. Sorry, it's late. I've been busy.
If there's a wave, we'll surf it. If there a flat piece of grass, we'll put goals up and kick a ball on it. A defining image of two sports we love in this country. Now, if we could only combine the two somehow...
Credit goes to
AVG, who I made the pleasure of meeting today.
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