BAK KUA anyone? After I dived idiotically (com' on, the ground was wet?) to score a try, I suffered unnecessary abrasions on my knee only to ask myself later, "Is it worth it??". 5 minutes into my first men’s game today, the pepper steak at Takashimaya and the Rosti plus Waffles cum Crepes I so enjoyed and savored last night at Marche started to kick in. I could have sworn I felt the steak and waffles still happily churning inside my stomach. Though it threatened to rain the entire afternoon, I’m glad I managed to play all three matches regardless of the result.