There are some teams in your league that just looks like they're made up of seven Greek goddesses and you'll think to yourself "life is unfair. I bet even their sweat smells like peaches and apricots." And sometimes it does. So you and your girls wobble onto the court to take up your positions and after a few minutes, your make up has been sweated off and the Greeks gods aren't even marking you properly because you're sweating so profusely. Jokes on them, obviously.
