Too much gym and tennis - 07/04/97

Pretty sad around the Clarke household this weekend. Diana went to the gym five times this week to counter the battle of the bulge, then did her neck in and can't go for nearly a week. Hasn't lost any weight and isn't happy about it at all.
I played two tennis matches on Saturday, won one, lost one. My partner in the second is one of these penis envy people who think that hitting a hard shot that is a winner one time out of ten is enough to justify playing like a dick. The fact that it means we almost always lost the long rallies was beyond him.
Played one yesterday and pulled a muscle behind my left shoulder blade. Could still play tennis, with my left hand in my pocket. Couldn't throw the ball to serve though. Discovered how it must be for thalidomide people to play tennis. Lost first set 6-0, came back and won second 6-3, then lost 6-1 in the third. Tough opposition though, they were about sixth seed in the competition. That's my excuse and I am sticking to it.
Saw a little of the Rugby on Friday night, where Auckland Blues squeaked home against the Caterbury Crusaders by one point (29-28). A Wellington player (Roger Randle) has been charged with rape in South Africa, which has caused some excitement. Worriers play tonight against Canberra at home. Can't guess what will happen there (right). NSW and Queensland both won, first time for both teams damn near. ACT are top, Auckland second, three SA teams come next.
David Tua won another fight, going to eleven rounds this time. Given that blinking has historically meant you missed the fight previously, this is a new record for him.
Some guy got killed by a dog yesterday when he was walking his two dogs, pretty gross, in Te Puke somewhere.
Police are seemingly ignoring 111 calls. A woman was beaten despite calling the cops, and a some burglars continued their burglary of a gas station for a good half hour after the cops were called. Something seriously amiss there.
Build an X-wing and a Tie fighter out of lego when I wasn't playing tennis. Took some of the pressure off the demand from Rory for every star wars toy available, He has the whole set from KFC thanks to two trips I made to Hamilton. Thank god I didn't have to buy any of the food. We've been playing softball in the garden a lot lately. Hannah is getting quite good. Stick ball really, but they like it.
Six feijoas landed on the ground legitimately yesterday, Rory was out of his tree, or rather was under it. Other gardening matters have been neglected in the interests of tennis. Next weekend I really will do the concreting.
Gavin got his agency contract couple of days ago, so now he has an agent. He's started on book two, although I've read only a few paragraphs of it.
Rossco is working his butt off because of year end.
Catch you later, folks.