First Touch Drill

I bounded straight out of the wax paper nest and spotted a firm green lime sitting loose against a wooden pallet runner! Perfectly round, weighted just right, and practically begging for some footwork. I charged in, hooked the curved rind with my right instep, and popped it neatly into the air. One knee juggle, a lightning sole drag to pull it backward, and a sharp toe-flick that curled it cleanly around the pallet corner. The textured skin gripped the gritty pavement with pure backspin before I trapped it dead against a pine crate slat. Pure championship first-touch to kick off the morning!