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The Joy of Playing Long Lost Sports

Posted Jul 06 2011 10:01am
This July 4th weekend, I left the Boston area and headed up to "Summer" at the cape with a bag full of pretentiousness!  Cape Cod has long been the place that Boston empties out to on the weekends of the summer.  There are tons of beaches, overpriced restaurants, and people that all feel they have the right to India.  My kinda place.

There is kayaking to do there by the boat load.  Unfortunately on this trip, I was only tasked with cleaning the kayak and never had an opportunity to use it.  That is fine, as I'm sure I will "summer" again and use it.  Over the weekend though I did play tennis at length for the first time in years.  It was very enjoyable and I had forgotten how much fun it could be.  Also, I recall playing it about 4 years ago at 360 lbs and being unable to move or play for longer than about 10 minutes at a time.  Now I was playing for hours without even feeling tired.  What a difference a few years can make.

Bradford Pennyweather
"It's unfortunate that you're intelligence couldn't make such leaps.  I'd imagine you're just as dumb now as 4 years ago, it would be difficult to believe you could be any more dull. Tata!"

On the way to the tennis court one day a 14ish year old girl saw us walking towards the tennis courts with rackets in hand.  We had about a 500 foot lead on her, and she knew it.  She also had a racket, and I heard her start to run, as if to beat us to the court.  I thought "There is no way she would have the stones to push past us and go to the court."  We walked the remaining .25 mile or so to the court and she stayed behind us the entire time.  However, her mom got in a car and literally pulled right infront of us at the tennis court and let us know that she got their first.  It was a true Cape experience.  So I did what anyone else would do in that situation, said "Go right ahead, I'm sure you won't play that long."  Looked her up and down with a true "Pervert" stair.  Then I just sat and watched her play all five minutes before she was so creeped out, that she just left with her daughter.  Unfortunately, I didn't have a camera/phone on me at the time, as I fantasized about being able to say "Sure you can play, just let me take a picture of the biggest b!tch i've ever met first and we'll call it even."  We played tennis for about two hours after and had a great time at it :)

Kurtis Lort:

"Yeah, intimidating women with your pervert stair, god you're pathetic."

Tip O' The Day:

The only way to deal with a-holes is to out a-hole them!

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