I had an idea.

Once the haze around caused by our Bowling Night dissipated, I start thinking up ways that we could feel this again. This powerful, dizzying feeling of energies working together, as a group, as a whole.

There was a way that we could make this a habit without turning into six alcoholic night creatures, I am convinced of it. The opposite would be unfortunate, to say the least.

My way of channeling my thoughts involves bouncing a basketball around in the small hours of the morning, before anybody is even awake.

Pac. Pac. Pac. The steady sound against the concrete.

Then I find it.

Late nights and early morning training are not the recipe for punctual students/