It was the last day of our table tennis class. The thing about last days are, once you have lost in the game, you get to be dismissed earlier than the usually 2 hour P.E. class schedule. Me and my partner Gillie were kinda fired up in playing since we knew that we would lose the game and get low grades if we stay nonchalant.There are these ladies who are kinda serious about this table tennis stuff. They seem to me that they have descended from the table tennis planet to invade the earth with their table tennis scheme. They are the poker-faced girls who are extremely good in table tennis. They don't smile, it feels like they are going to devour every inch of you once the game has started. Once you hit the ball with your pad, their eyes are fixed on the ping pong balls as if its an infrared device that gets into their sensory nerves and commands them to smash the ball back to their opponent.
Me and my partner Gillie are actually average table tennis players. We are only trying to play for the sake of the grade. Surprisingly, Gillie and I became the champion. How did that happen? Apparently, all of our competitors wanted to go home early so they screwed up their games and lost voluntarily. We ended up competing with the fair players and eliminated our chances of playing with the poker-faced creatures (I guessed they also voluntarily dropped the game for the early class dismissal). We were dumbfounded when we realized we've been up to the ladder and bagged ourselves with the gold! Though there weren't any ceremonies and stuff, the moment our PE prof wrote the grade 4.0 into his class record is quite a show.
Oh, this was for the ladies' division. Another set of champions for the guy's.
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