I couldn’t give up on volleyball, no matter how I tried. The last time we go with a friend to the sports hall to try our luck, the rest are waiting for us on the bench near the institute. Sitting under the grit 100 times and I will deliver. Without any problems, I sit down, my friend thinks, the teacher is watching..... once at 90m one of the classmates calls, say you where, we waited, and I answer something like: "..aaaaah..даа..щааас..yet a little huhuut..", he throws the tube in a *u. After the receipt, I go out sweaty and satisfied and on the stretching half curved legs I go down to my astonished classmates... Should I say that I have long forced them to believe in the true cause of my condition))))