Reorganization.

Following the brouhaha that was the influx of Team Tiger Beer (henceforth now referred to as TTB), Orange members realized their folly, and Orange regroups, stronger in camaraderie than ever. TTB still exists, though, swallowing up whatever was left of The World (tm) and oh. my. god. It's an unholy alliance with TTB and The World(tm)!

The game started on a small note. Literally. With 12 players squeezed into just 1 court, one could hardly fart without stinking up all other 11 players.

I'll cut to the chase: TTB won (bah) overall 5:3. Orange was in shambles as they tried to recuperate from the shock that was the combined forces that was TTB and The World(tm). So much so was the shock that eventually, demoralization set in and Orange members deserted ranks, leaving a grand total of 3 Orange members against 7 TTB members, of which the 3 held their guard pretty well.

It was a good day for international rivalry to run high, as someone from TTB hit Huifang, French property, with a sinister inter-continental ball(istic) missle [ICBM]. Jacques Chirac refuses to comment, and Remi Fontan commented darkly that "Something will be done" (in French, of course) but ironically, Remi accidentally scored an own goal.

As with the expansionary powers people, the court tripled it size eventually, leaving more breathing space. Marvyn, a newcomer, hoodwinked into the ranks of TTB, saved a few balls, much to the delight of TTB and the ire of Orange. Beginners' luck should be banned in games, bah.

However, as with all new alliances, the inductive stage is still in transition, and some fluidity appears to be lacking, as the 'mo qi' or team spirit weren't as cognitive as was when it was just The World (tm).

TTB looks like it's here to stay. Say no! to alcohol! Abstain!