A Crazy Afternoon

This afternoon, my neighbor, Ditor came to find us just right when he came back from his holiday. We played basketball together in the court, at first we were playing very seriously, serious move, serious shot, many things. Untill my little brother Richard came, every serious things changed in a sudden. Ditor got crazy, I got bad at shooting, and Richard is still amusedly playing by himself.

"One on One" I said, "who wants to rest first?". Before anyone answered, Ditor just ran to the chair beside and sit down. We started, first it was Richard's shot, Dang! It bounced away, it is not in, I went to get the rebound. Just then, a crazy noise sounded "Not So Awesome!!" It was Ditor, he was crazied by Richard. Oh, God. Now it is Richard who was serious and Ditor the crazy one. I got a shot, TRUCK!
"Awesome!" It sounded again. "Awesome!", "Not So Awesome!", it surrounded the basketball court. And it was always Ditor.

Not only when we are playing he was shouting, when I am playing against him, he was still shouting. He was really a crazy person. After I beat him, oh, maybe it was "when I got beat by him", we went over to his house and played another crazy game. He plays soccer really well, although sometimes, or most of the times he is crazy, he is my great friend.

Good Night! The crazy Ditor.