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Revenge is not

Lately the time I fly without my noticing. I also left these pages, a bit 'out of haste, a little' because I would have little to tell. But last night we had a new business, in what must have our revenge against a team with whom we have never had satisfaction. Unfortunately, despite our good intentions, but this time the opponents have made us the shoes.
I think the problem is not excessive laxity or tension with which we come to the match, since the incorrect assessment of the opponent. Sorry, but you have to face the following subjects:
- the fourth-grade schoolteacher who oozes sympathy from every pore and parks team members to the four corners of the field because you know the exact positions of others;
- former volleyball player whose body is a bit 'burdened by years or Italian cuisine;
- Franco of the rich and poor, placed arbitrage, swaps the gym for a nightclub and the "caregon" for a cube, doing a series of positions at the Bronze Statues (complete with arm on the network) and in the unlikely poster boy moves;
- Vissani the next door, if you see what you think, "This has swapped his suit for pajamas; want to know how to play?".
Well, except for a couple of elements you have pretty well, you wonder, "How about - or do these always to trick us?". But then you realize that appearances are deceiving, that the opponents are always in the right place at the right time and that the Vissani the company actually had a bionic arm under the pajama-style mechanical spider that you know where he got the ball but do not know Where you throws.
The match lived off the bench was a bit 'as follows ... A piece of pineapple, a point of adversaries, a piece of banana, a point of adversaries, a piece of papaya, a point opponents. If you want to go but know that we have not had time to finish the bag of dried fruit (technically it is not doping).
really a great pity, because in the second set had also been shown to reverse the situation, but yesterday was not their night. And I would say that rages on. Next round in two days. We stopped by Sunday or risotto we claim our gifts?

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again ...

Last night we took the games. It will be that in this second part of the tournament level has increased substantially, but this time it was seen only volleyball and nothing about (which usually makes our game).
And okay, it means that this time I'll be laced in the review (as I write it for me). We start from the first set not exactly exciting. The start was pretty disastrous. Maybe a little 'in awe in front of an opponent again, we could not just combine the other side any good players effortlessly moves well in both coverage and attack. Thankfully, then we recovered and were also about to turn the situation around, but got the advantages, we had to give up to 26 to 28. The three next set but nothing to report. We have done our game (more time, less time) while the opponents gradually lost clarity allowing us to close the game. Saw the beginning, we were very nearly caught.
So now after eleven, we dedicated to a very different activities, equally gratifying and greatly appreciated by all the team that the celebration of the birthday of a member of the team. Lacked only the checkered cloth spread on the ground and they could exchange for a group of schoolchildren on a trip the country. The cheesecake was greeted enthusiastically and literally brushed (someone if they have eaten four slices). The champagne, however, has unfortunately fallen into the hands (bad) of two of our companions at the end of the bottle and laughed straparlavano worse Luca Juror. We hope to resume ...

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As you can see by my presence on these pages, my days are filled with new and unexpected events. In practice, nothing to declare.
After finishing the 2009 wave of good intentions post-summer-vacation (for instance, those who had driven me to join a "useful" during gym pole), the new year started in reverse order : I have taken root within the walls of the house.
I am dedicated to reading, by the luck of the Mondadori, and the vision of various dramas such Ohitorisama, Mendola and Coffee Prince. As I said before, the first is not horrible but rather rough and not too exciting. The second is to be included in the category "pure nonsense" words the perfect pastime for neurons smashed the post office. If you have above average intelligence or are nominated for the Nobel prize, probably not for you. Coffee Prince the other hand, I'm literally eating. Even if the story starts from a situation unlikely to know much about comics (the female protagonist is a boy pretending to get a job), the story is exciting, fresh and well played by all actors, including actors, helping to keep glued to the viewer. To me these things romance me melt ...
However, at least there's a new thing. After the failure of the inexorable course of watercolor, pole aerobics and hip hop, I decided to enroll in a new activity, against the good of my wallet and also based on a momentary impulse crowds. From tonight starting Japanese language classes. The question naturally arises. Will my passion for the East to overwhelm my proverbial laziness? But most of all ... Will my neurons to emerge unscathed from this company? For posterity will judge.