My Winter Fairytale, written in 15 acts.
After I didn’t sleep almost 30 hours and quiet a bit stress before christmas. I went with Gretel to Squash practice. She also didn’t sleep a lot, since she came from Frankfurt just for my birthday .
My buddy Marcel thought he could beat me up pretty bad in Squash. The chances were good for him, not a lot sleep, didn’t play for a year and completely out of shape. But after I had some practice with his brother before our game, I was able to hit the ball again.
When I had my first serve, he was pretty self-confident and said:”Enjoy your first service, it will be your last!”
I really enjoyed my first service, but I enjoyed much more my last serve for the match. He was pretty upset, but I was even happier .
Only the last game with Gerd was pretty devastating, he gave me a 9:0, 9:0. I couldn’t play anymore. :noclue:
After practice I was done, a beer brought me some energy back, but I was happy when we got home and we could fall to sleep.
Enjoy the pictures and tomorrow you can read the second part.
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