Osler's Razor

Today I am participating in the St. Thomas Ping Pong Smackdown, a four week ordeal of grueling matches which extend for days.

My first round opponent is, oddly, razorite and last week's haiku champion, S. I'm not sure how that happened, but it's good news for her because I am really bad at ping-pong. I also don't have any idea when or where we are playing, so it may be even easier than she thinks.

So, let's haiku about ping pong and any other basement-type games you like-- pool, air hockey, Ms. Pac Man, whatever. Here is mine:

Let go of the paddle
It flew, fast and true, into
Into Tom Brooke's head.

Now it is your turn. If your 5 syllable/7 syllable/5 syllable poem is judged superior to all others, you will win your more-or-less accurate biography here on Monday! Now do it!