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04 Apr 2006

I competed in my very first fencing pool yesterday.

Won three out ten, which was a huge surprise, but I’m bruised head to toe.

Grueling work and great fun. I just wish I could have scored a couple more points against Coyote, but winning against a left-handed opponent is hard, fighting against a left-handed opponent that moves like Tiramola is impossible.

Most sobering were the two 5-0 losses: they gave a new meaning to the word defenseless.

fencing pool

For those of you who don’t know Tiramolla, he was a comic book hero who could stretch his body in every possible shape and distance (think Reed Richards in the extreme).

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