Saturday, February 27, 2010

Crazy Eyes

I read an article Friday about the mind games Olympic athletes use to psych out their competitors. Most shocking: spitting in another swimmer's lane! Can you imagine the balls/confidence/lack of tact it would take to do something like that? In high school, all of us on the tennis team would joke about walking up to shake our competitors' hands with our eyes crossed after a match. Yeah, I know, not quite the same thing, but we thought it would be great to hand someone their ass and have them think we were terribly cross-eyed. (please don't take that as an attack on people with crossed-eyes) That would mess with your head a little, don't you think?

So anyway, after reading the article and sprinting through Wilson Park taking a walk down memory lane, my head was stuck on crossed-eyes. And here's what came of that...

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