Goalie Nightmares
By: Gustav Hoiland
Category: bike polo
| Aperture: | f/8 |
|---|---|
| Focal Length: | 50mm |
| ISO: | 800 |
| Shutter: | 1/0 sec |
| Camera: | Canon EOS 5D Mark III |
This is the end. Right here. If your team has let it get this far, get ready for your farewells. The machine cannot be stopped. Blocked. Impeded. Vanquished. The goal might as well be counted on faith (fact). This man does not miss.
It’s like some odd natural law of the human race. The very crux of sapien evolution. One day they will discover metalworking, rubber tapping, bearing greasing, and they will build bicycles. Later, they will of course evolve into bike polo players. One will emerge. The One.
Pah to hype or hyperbole. I’ve seen it a million times. Fallen victim to it too many to count. He is the variable that solves the equation of relentless right-side breakaway approaches that resolve in another point in the collective scorekeeper’s brain. And of course, it’s courtesy of CREAMY. Or at least the latest few-hundred points have bounced off their heads.
Polo theory proven.
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