As I hit the ball everyone in the stadium knew where it was destined...
The lap of the king of Pongola who was wearing his crisp, white ceremonial robes, his head topped with a precariously perched fez. The king, otherwise preoccupied with knitting himself a pair of bright pink socks, was most surprised to find a neon green tennis ball nestled in his knitting. "Strawberries and cream," called the king to the ball boy. "Fetch! Now!" he shouted in broken English. Perplexed the poor boy looked towards the Umpire who gave an uncertain nod. I sighed, relieved.
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