yertle-the-turtle
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I'm reading Garfield Sobers' (famous West Indian cricketer) autobiog and he wrote about how when he was a kid he used to play cricket with a tennis ball.
Anyway I was cycling past my local tennis court today and someone had knocked a ball out of the court. I swiped it and decided to practice bowling and catching before it rained and I went home and I took a long nap.
I woke up feeling guilty so I rode back to the court, which was deserted by now, and I threw the ball back in.
edit: Oh yes, I should also confess my cricketing skills are dire. In fact, you might say they are non-existent.
Anyway I was cycling past my local tennis court today and someone had knocked a ball out of the court. I swiped it and decided to practice bowling and catching before it rained and I went home and I took a long nap.
I woke up feeling guilty so I rode back to the court, which was deserted by now, and I threw the ball back in.
edit: Oh yes, I should also confess my cricketing skills are dire. In fact, you might say they are non-existent.
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