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Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline [ "Okay...so who is playing?" Nigel asked the gathered crowd as he made his presence known. A set of three balls in his hand to hand to the first player with stacks for the rest of them. What? Why wasn't anyone jumping to the front of the line with this? It really was all simple physics. One should throw underhand as throwing overhand tended to cause too much forward momentum and the ball would bounce out and all his students should know this - EYES AT MISS PHILLIPS AND MR. KELLER. The late Marion Burbage had taught a lesson about Newton's laws and he had repeated said rules during his first term. Then there was releasing at roughly a 45 degree angle and aiming just a bit in front of the bowl. However, the wind was picking up quite a bit here and there, so aiming for the bowl in front of the bowl one wanted to have the ball land in would probably result in the ball landing in the desired bowl.
See? Simple.
And this pair wasn't going first? Weeeeeeeeeeell than, that really left him with no other option. "Challenge accepted," he said as he took a bold step forward in front of the entire crowd. He threw the mildly staring boy another smile with his WHITE teeth. "What do I win when I land this ball in that one?" he asked, pointing to a specific one in the middle row and off to the left with a swimming red plimpy in it.
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