Group Lesson at Pharr (8 of 10):
My Mojo: Crap
I felt like burnt weenie tonight. I don't think I hit hardly anything right. It's hard to predict when I'm going to be feeling great and when I'm going to be feeling crappy. Sometimes I play two matches in one day and wish I had scheduled a third right afterwards because I feel invulnerable. And other times I can barely get through one match and I still have one or two left to drag my crippled body through. Today my game was rhinoceros diarrhea. 'Nuff said. I'm going to bed.
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