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Commentary
When I walk at White Rock Lake, I often encounter young men playing chinlone, which I understand is the national sport of Myanmar (formerly known as Burma). Watching those young men use their heads and feet to keep a little rattan ball in play reminds me of the countless hours I spent doing the same with a soccer ball when I was a teenager.
I admire their athleticism, and miss the days when I myself could spin, reach up with my leg and intercept a ball with just the right extension and just the right force to keep it up in the air.
Here’s a short video of the guys playing chinlone at White Rock Lake. Music is from their boombox.