I played squash again today. Been organising it so that there are four players and we play round robin... but two dropped out and it ended up with just me and this guy who had never played before having to play a whole double session. I knew this bloke was gonna be good, could tell he was super fit and does a lot of other sport and stuff, but I'd truly never thought that someone who'd never played before could pick it up that quickly. I started teaching him the rules as we warmed up and I was thinking "Fuck, he's faster, stronger, fitter etc than me and he's got really good hand-eye coordination and he learns really fast so I that I can use one shot to beat him cos he's not seen it before, but next time I try it he's picked it up and is ready for it". I was truly thinking to myself a) how the fuck am I gonna win and b) how embarrassing is it gonna be if I don't.
Anyway, luckily I did have enough experience and guile I guess to beat him, but it was a seriously tough fucking hour and, if he keeps playing regularly and improving and so on then he's gonna overtake me soon. Which is a bit annoying.
Also, it's a roundabout way of saying that I was hungry as fuck when I got in and so I just piled up a load of beans on toast with shitloads of butter (and extra salt) and stirred in loads of slices of cold meat plus chili powder and tobasco and so on to jazz it up. Also put some rocket in there for some reason. Really needed to power back up with a load of energy food after that titanic battle. I'd forgotten how much I missed a real game of squash like that. Fuck it's a good game.
