Every so often, I have to attend a PE class which is a sort of Table Tennis 101. Meh, scratch sort. It really is Table Tennis 101.
At first, it was really fun, since I was finally learning how to handle the racket(which was handed down to me by my grandfather), and get to play the games based on the actual rules instead of just doing it casually, which might bode me well in the future, should I consider it to add to my growing number of recreational activities.
Of course, there was the small matter of playing among my classmates a minor competition of sorts, which was required. That's where my confidence was totally busted, like a window pane broken by a fastball.
We're on to doubles now, and back in singles, I haven't won a single game. I was fine with that, but my partner was a consistent winner in almost all her games. 5 doubles matches later, I seem to have passed on my losing streak to her. This depresses the hell out of me, since I might be dragging her down with my lack of skill, constant space-outs, service errors and overdone shots. emo
I know, it's not a full-blown pro tourney, so I shouldn't be this upset right? but I just can't stop thinking about it... been eating at me for days. If I can just manage to do enough to win one game for us, I'll be content...
...but when all this is over, I'm putting grandpa's racket to rest. Permanently.
Clearly, Table Tennis is not for me.
ToT~Sour Grapes By Baby Peach~ToT
Momo K. · Mon Feb 18, 2008 @ 03:32pm · 1 Comments |