The Anatomy Of Woman, Man and Floorballer

Nothing too detailed, all you perverts. Nothing personal, all you male chauvinists. Nothing enlightening, all you brainy nerds. Merely a matter of no importance.

YEAH, RIGHT! It is a matter of utmost importance to all you floorballers to understand the human anatomy. Now, recite along: 'Eyes to see, nose to smell, tongue to talk (oh, okay, taste, then), legs to walk and hands to hold a floorball stick.' YES! Exactly-- not one but TWO hands. Those who reach this state of blessed enlightenment have the world at their floorball blades. Those who don't by next week will face Mr. Jason Chan's wrath (which, we all know, is no small thing).

Ha. There, now let's go down to the same, boring Details which are necessary to fill up space. Attendance was reassuring, seeing that the number of players had not decreased over the week (neither had it increased, but do let's be positive) as the club, again, welcomed back Miss Lee Wai Wai after a long period by the sidelines with an ankle injury.

Training started off with the ever-present Snake then progressed on to One-on-Ones and a couple of other unnamed drills (two, to be precise). With the players' energy levels still high, Mr. Jason started the 3-on-3s. San Jeevan's consistency caught a few eyes but it was again, Felicia who stole the limelight with some magnificent saves (to keep said person's feet on the ground, she still let in goals).

The most glaring habit that the players committed was the sin of one-handed control, as explained above, and, as Mr. Jason says:

"You hold your stick with one hand you give me push-ups with one hand!"