We ended fourth after two devastating 2-1 losses against Rom/Holtan (semi final) and Quarre/Tannes-Fjeld (bronze final). We had a sweet, sweet victory in the quarter finals, though, against my long time partner Morten Dr�geb�. It was a weird match. After many years together we know eachother like an old married couple. (As most old and married couiples we never had sex either (in case some of you wondered.)). Because of this both of us played a very good defensive match (not because we didn't have sex! Don't blame me for your dirty imagination!). We served on Morten and he and his partner, Trygve Leite, served on me. Morten knew where I smashed and I knew where he shotted so the ball kept flying over the net untill one of us hit, finally, out of bounce. Fortunately for me that was Morten most of the time. Not the best beachvolley match in the glorious history of beachvolleyball, but certainly one of my sweetest victorys.
In the semi final I played like a headless chicken in a wheelchair. We were lucky to steal one set. Olav played a good match and I did not. In the bronze final I played slightly better partly because I decided not to smash at all (to be honest smashing has never been among my big talents in life) and partly because my receiving got better and better after receiving approx 8 000 serves in the previous games. We had match point on 14-13 in the third set but that didnt help us much. They struck back and on their match ball I shotted 10 cm out on a perfect setting from Helland and we lost 14-16. It was all my fault of course but I hope to play better next weekend when the norwegian tour ends with the tournament in �s. Till then: Take care and stay alive.