Bottle flips, fog, and a strong third period
It was the morning of the 3rd of October, there was a small gentle breese roaming through the campus trees.
The studs were gathering for the upcoming game. People were either still asleep, or still eating breakfast. Among the eaters, Ties, the fastest omelet maker in the east. Ron offered him a beer, but he prefered his 1.5 liter bottle of milk. Ron, feeling the urge to furfill his duty, saw his opportunity: "Can I bottle flip your milk bottle?" It wasn't a question. The plastic bottle filled with the white substance flew towards the sun while the Studs watched with tension. As someone famous once said: "Whatever goes up must go down" and boy did it came down well. The landing was supported with the "Ooohh" of the players.