My zen-like, out-of-body experience at a girls tennis match

Dude, this was great.

 

I call bullshit. I know where you live, Bubbler. They don't play tennis there. The stench is too much for any outdoor sports in warm weather.

 

That was one of the best things I've read in a long, long time.

Very funny.

 

Yeah, I missed it the first time. Good stuff.

I've had similar feelings covering events and it bums me out. I'm sitting there taking notes and it dawns on me how little I care about what I'm watching. It literally means nothing to me. It's at those moments I question my existence, the choices I've made, my career, etc.

 

What you need is a good plate of wings.

And, perhaps, a blowjob from Brittany.

 

Quality work by you, dude.

 

At the same time?

 

Dare to dream, my bloated, purple friend.

 

Sadly, they do play tennis at a high level at a regional that is ridiculously going into its third day today.

I won't be there this time, one of our other guys can dream of wings as he watches a 5-0 blowout.