Wind moves the player, who then spins the hip early. We still write it.
Calum asks if you played the water this week. Most shrug it off, then admit a pair of milky mornings.
We cannot install the fetch in Suite 1. We can refuse a calm photo that overrules a windy fortnight.
If you want theater, go somewhere with fans. If you want the gate you play, tell the truth about the gusts.