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That's quite a tale to tell, @xcel102. Quite a tale. It always breaks my heart, every time I get a glimpse into the life of those that lost their home, and ruptured their lives. Enjoy the game! And welcome to the forum.

I grew up on the Stiga Offensive of days past, Koto-Spruce-Ayous-Spruce-Koto. Loved it but lost it while not playing for a few decades. When getting back, I got me a new Stiga Offensive Classic — Limba-Spruce-Ayous-Spruce-Limba. Loved it less; it felt tough, dampened when striking. Flicks...

Amen to that!

As some of you may now, I've been looking to get back in touch with my FH side after a bout with a neck injury. So here's a little vid of an old geezer fed balls by and moving like a robot: The goal of this little excercise was to focus on breathing while varying spin, speed and placement...

My apologies if I offended you. I did not mean to.

Is it me, or does Adam sound strangely like a robot reading out by compulsion rather than conviction now?

Oooh. Isn't that the GAS administrator there handing out the award to Ding Ning, the very one at the heart of the storm?

The sight of the men's doubles award ceremony is so unusual. Four unchallenged Japanese players rising above the rest isn't all that common, perhaps we will learn to get used to it. :cool:

I'm not fond of this kind of reasoning. There's a lot of hearsay in it, which isn't good, but there's also a deep fallacy in there. You're talking about Kong Linghui here, who has been accused — be it falsely or not — mainly of getting into troubles relating to gambling debts. I don't...

You need to maintain a ruthless, deep focus. To enter the zone, which is a very narrow ‘tunnel’ of utmost concentration. If you need to pep up yourself by acting out aggressively, then so be it. For me, and other players if I understand what I'm reading as well, it's an inner thing. My zone...

I know that's meant as a rhetorical question, but let's try to answer it anyway using the available facts only. Fact: the players' deeply trusted top-coach, the very one making a deep mark for a long time now and with an unrivalled track record at that, suddenly gets sidetracked, at a very...

That a posting appears to come from the same type of device does not mean that it is, and even if it is that does not mean it's that particular player's device. And even if it is, that doesn't mean it's the player doing it. And even if he does, that doesn't mean his hand isn't forced. Small...

Why would the fact that something is posted to somebodies account on some social account imply that (a) that person posted it and (b) that person endorses the posting? I'm not disagreeing, but even as a mere formality it's thin, an unconvincing event. I'm fully expecting much grimmer and sadder...

Yet the only choice that is not available is not to choose. Such is the basic tenet of existentialism: there is no escaping choice.

These are harsh words. I think he cried after the loss, for which I would not blame him. And no doubt he will find consolation in realising that his time will come, for which his birthday three days from now might well serve. Strong game, played fairly and in the end accepting the loss...

I just cannot understand how people can not see the immense beauty of the game. This match may serve as a witness to that.

Yeah, it's a shame and we should do something about it. Hey, over there, look! A squirrel!

Is it not Jörg Roßkopf? I have not seen any Boll games at the China Open, but it usually is. (Although it's Danny Heister at the club.)

Such a punishment would be surprisingly mild, as "severe punishment" tends to go quite far in totalitarian structures. Loss of limbs is mild punishment in that context. End of career a mere trifle, barely worth a mention. Or so I fear.