Reflecting a Game Lost

Hohoho. .. 
The speedy black panther strikes again...
3-2 in his favor, what can I say, having lost again...
Maybe there is a real need for some serious urine test...
Yup sounds like sour grapes but I would want to protest. ..
After doing 2-2 with another player, how can he play like a fresh daisy...
Power and speed was still his forte, so much so I looked positively lazy...
For the record, thought I've had him all figured out...
When I did lead him 2-1, maybe a momentous win was in the works...
Then he pulled his game together and went to work...
Suddenly it was 2-2 and we're into the decider. ..
Long story short, he prevailed and was the winner...
Hohoho... 
The black panther strikes again....
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Godwin Avatar
September 5, 2016 at 11:02 PM
You took me to the game, in my case raquet ball, and I enjoyed being there ... CayCay
Chuan Seng Avatar
September 5, 2016 at 11:25 PM
TQ for your nice remark about racquet ball... I think it is akin to playing squash but with bigger ball... Though it is alien to me, guess it is scoring points.... Over your huffing and puffing opponent that makes it a cool game...
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