Poor Old Ball.

Yesterday, we lost an old reliable friend. He was with us since the start of this academic year, and has provided us with much entertainment and plenty of laughs. A true Siblyan at heart, he always was there for us when it looks like there was nothing going on, always helping us to improve. We knew he could never last forever, but we dwelt not on his demise and enjoyed his remaining time with us.

It is a sad day, when we say goodbye to my trusty table tennis ball. He finally cracked when I hit a decent slam return.