What's in the box?!

On Wednesday I got a taste of what it's like to be Chris Porter when the delivery man came and gave me this huge package.

Can you guess what was inside? I'll give you a few lines to think.

Thinking...

Still thinking...

Okay... 

Yes that's right, it was an entire squash racquet.

Let me tell you that I am only slightly exaggerating when I say that this racquet looks like it was beamed down to Earth from space. In the future. By aliens. How does it play? Deliciously. So fucking deliciously. Is there anything better in life than getting new shit? I really don't think there is.

P.S. My left knee very nearly popped out today while playing.... Scary, swollen, sore and semi-crippled are the four S's of the day.

P.P.S. J! E! T! S! JETS! JETS! JETS!