I feel bad for people who play tennis or basketball or football or whatever.
Where's the adventure in playing inside the painted lines? Can you imagine
someone from the racquet club sneaking halfway around the world by plane,
car and bus based on a sketchy rumor of a killer tennis court on the
edge of a mountain that no one had ever played on before? What we take to be
normal isn't even part of the sporting equation for the rest of the world.
And thank God for that.


Bill Sharp
(snowboarder - surfer - chief billabong xxl)