"Watch as violence, scandals, sex, drugs and rock-and-roll unfold! Hilarity not ensued."
We hate to interrupt your lovely Kee's news update, but the shmow must go on as we bring to you the same exact things Kee has mentioned, except spiced and souped up, in short, probably more exciting. And slightly biased in Orange's favor.
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On the previous episode, there was rain but not Raine, and proverbial joints were rocked. We watched as Sid bade a tearful goodbye, heralded by Kee as on the promontery, he waved Sid an airy wave, praying for good luck. The scandal was no more, temporarily. Will Kee have the capacity and tenacity to carry on his journey and take up Sid's mantle in The World(tm)?? Will Orange take the defeats lying down? Will The World(tm) come crashing down with the absence of a titan? More importantly, can Kee perform still in Sid's absence?
(cue music. tum tee tum.)
(note: language might be a little...um .. colorful)
While the line-up commenced, slowly but steadily people trickled in to form the respective teams of Orange and The World(tm). Orange, comprising of Ben, Huifang, Rémi and Shaun gathered on one side, chatting animatedly while waiting for The World(tm) to congregate. The World(tm), stewarded by Kee marshalled the neighbors Geoffrey, Siyong and Joseph, siddled up to eyeball Ben, in attempts to intimidate. Siyong, a desperate juggler, has made his appearance once more as illicit and unexplained circumstances has put him out of action.
It starts!
Orange begins with full thrust, pumped with andrenaline as they keep pushing on, through the ranks of The World(tm), weaving in and out with finesse. Kee, seeking duality with Siyong, forms the bulk of The World(tm)'s offense and sometimes defense. The barrier of The World(tm) has been breached! Ben broke through. A passed made was subtly received which diverted its course straight for the goal!
1:0
The virgin goal was scored by Orange, causing whoops of delight to shiver through its teammates and fans alike. Graced by the presence of Lynnet, probable aspiring desperate unicyclist, the sun shone fairly.
With renewed vigor, Orange withdrew from The World(tm)'s region and Geoffrey resumes the game. Kee's craftiness beguiled Orange's guard, as he passed the baton to Siyong who tries to ram the ball in with strength but Huifang vigilance pays off as the attempt deflects harmlessly of the side of her stick. Ball resumes play as The World(tm) takes a corner and gets intercepted and almost dangerously tilts into The World(tm)'s part of the court. Joseph on the standby, tackled this task with force as he whacked the poor bejeezus of the ball towards Kee who in the heat of the moment, lobs the ball right into where it hit the Orange most. By that, I mean a goal of course.
It's 1:1 ladies and gentlemen and the action is getting fiercer!
As the game continues, violence is almost seen on the part of Shaun as he violently trips over...himself and causes himself to crash with great gusto. His abrasions on his right hand, injured left wrist, abrased elbow and knees can attest to that cry of foul play on the player's own part. That player was seen by eyewitnesses that an insidious ploy on the player's own part was hatched to make himself fall and terribly injure himself. If I was the ump, I'd have sent myself off the pitch to make it up to myself!
Right... moving on.
A moment of groaning, grovelling and grousing later, Orange resumed tempo as rhythmically Orange surged forwards dancing around the defenses of The World(tm). And incredible save of Geoffrey's as Ben attempts to score one was almost immediately pressed in upon by Shaun's high lob from the rebound of the thrust and it pocketed itself right into the goal. Geoffrey is dismayed.
2:1
Fast forwarding to all the juicy parts
Huifang scores one as she pressured the ball in amidst the chaos caused by the plethora of The World(tm) members all huddled and grouped together.
3:1
From the dead centre and almost at point blank, Joseph let out an intimidating war cry as a foolish stray ball crossed paths with him and he let loose torrents of might and sent the poor ball careening into Orange's goal.
3:2
Ben scores one from a tight angle!
4:2
I back-shot one to the goal, left of Geoff's wheel!
5:2
Kee gets a particularly tricky one in from a tight spot, sending ecstactic waves of cheer to The World(tm)!
5:3
Rémi scores one the French way, channelling the prowress of Napoleon, a 1000 foot tall phallus (Tour Eiffel, or the Eiffel Tower), French fries and all things Frenchy.
6:3
Blah blah blah...
7:3!!
That was the first half of engagement brought about with much ado and heigh-ho. Rather dispirited at the impotent latency of their abilities, The World(tm) felt that that was not the full extent of their powers. With greater effort, they could have come to a better conclusion with a better score. It was watering time for both the teams though, as Siyong discreetly slipped away for a rendezvous with a budding unicyclist in the vicinity. Desperate juggler meets desperate-to-learn-unicycling lady. Everyone else is doing their own things pretty much, so cut to commercials!
(Hey! Chi fan le ma? Blatant MacDonald's advertising blah blah blah)
Come 2nd wind, Orange readies themselves for the winning streak that they have climaxed through hard effort and even Lady Luck admits she took no part in Orange's victory. Siyong, out of action from being too over-strenuous in the rowdiness earlier takes a step back to contemplate the finer aspects of teaching unicycling.
There was rock-and-roll. Shaun's unicycling skills hit a rock, he rolled and was attacked by Geoffrey's backswing that could put any avid golfer to shame. That is to say, he scuffed me on the jaw.
There was no sex, we lied. But this entry's interesting enough as it is, don't ya think?
The first goal was a long journey, as both teams sallied back and forth, riding tirelessly to score the much awaited first blood. This time, The World(tm) drew first blood and effectively bringing the score to
7:4, probably brought about by Kailun, the newest addition to The World(tm) in response to Siyong's absence.
More violence ensues as Kailun accidentally whacked my shin pretty hard. I have a dangerous affinity with rods and sticks. They all seem to involve hard knocks of sorts on various parts of me; shin, chin, jaw, elbow etc.
The score becomes 8:4 as someone scores, Ben or Shaun I think. I don't know, I don't clamor to have the world's best memory. I just fabricate.
As the action is drawn out, people are seen to tire more and more often as fatigue rears its ugly head. People, or at least a person, was panting heavily as the action got too vigorous for him to keep up. But momento waits for no man, as fouls were taken to a new level. Shaun broke his favourite stick, he tripped many a Kee and in doing so fouled him several times, whom Kee was then later fouled by Ben. Sense a pattern here?
Kee is t3h unpopular guy =( Everyone bullies him =(
No offense meant of course, because soon Kee ups the ante by bringing the score to 8:5 to
Tum tee tum, oh wait the score now is 9:5, and probably would have carried on to 10:5 if the lights didn't suddenly go off, plunging its many steaming players stranded in the pitchy blackness of lights being turned off.
Drugs were administered in the form of Teh-bing, a beverage so good people speculate it must have been drugged. With the stealth of NINJAS, Jolyon and jolly family magically magicked behind our tables without a peep, whom we did not notice until alot of peeps later.
(To be probably not continued...)
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