Showing posts with label handball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label handball. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 01, 2011

Vintage Handball and Ping Pong Books

Further proof of the Mza's all-time axiom, things weren't better back in the day, except for back in our day. Peep these champs. Remember the brouhaha over Tom Brady's supposed effeminate hair? These men brushed their hair, conditioned their hair, oiled their hair, teased their hair, permed their hair, fucking luxuriated in their hair, then went out, played some handball, slapped each other's butts, slammed 12-14 Budweisers then dipped their balls in gruyere fondue before driving home. Drunk.

I feel like I was the G in blue in a past life. Such form. You know he just hit a killer.
Dr. Who pinging that pong. Such supreme concentration.

Good Gawd! Did anybody ever do these drills?

Wednesday, September 01, 2010

My name is Drago. I'm a fighter from the Soviet Union. I fight all my life and I never lose. soon I fight Rocky Balboa, and the world will see his defeat. Soon, the whole world will know my name; Also Scenes From Venice Handball.

Drago Restaurant in Santa Monica.
FINally saw The Expendables........I guess I built it up too much in my head, it could never live up to my expectations. Arnold ruled, Dolph ruled, Stone Cold ruled, Stallone ruled. But Eric Roberts sucked and, ahhh, it just wasn't fun enough. 
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Saturday played 2 hours of intense American Handball against the Mexican Mister Miyagi pictured below. My man B-Town and myself lost a close first game, then beat him the next two. There's no big mystery to American Handball, especially the California 3-wall version. A savvy veteran like Mexican Mister Miyagi barely has to move if he's mastered hitting the ball in the right spot to glance off one of the side walls.  It's still fun but doesn't compare to Chinese. American Handball is like a bean-n-cheese burreetz, satisfying as mere sustenance, but Chinese Handball is like a chile relleno burrito--art.
 Dignity. This dog's owner has robbed him of it.
 This truck's grill is why They hate our freedom.
Aint nothing wrong with this tho;
Finally, Sunday was a big day, won the Chinese Handball Championship Belt back, convincingly, 9-4.