The Russians left one serious imprent on the countryside, besides pot loads of armor and mines, volleyball. These people love some volleyball and they love to beat Americans. I guess it's like the underdog bringing home the gold. Like Kentucky, in a normal year, beating Georgia. Let's not discuss last year. Anyway, we played their "A" team tonight. Mind you, these guys play ball about 4-6 hours a day when not doing missions. They have their game on. They whipped our tails the first two games and after getting in the groove and figuring out the weak spots we cleaned them up with the last two. The funny thing is how they count. Imagine a bunch of petite men squatting on the sidelines screaming out scores after every play, then imagine them screaming the same score over and over as we gain points. We're like, hey, it's not damn 10-6. We've scored three times." Ironically they never lose count when their winning. Anyway, we came away satisfied that we didn't get beaten by this ancient people.
Not much else to report. I must shower off the ring worm now. Good night.
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Glad your having fun over there! Save some of your VB skills for the Wolfpack, we'll see ya in a few weeks!
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Ringworm sucks.
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