Zappppppp!

Uni. days @ Switzerland - summer 1999, I remembered during a football training, a moron kicked the ball way past it's post which landed into one of the fields with grazing cattles. Though the fence was like belly-height, none had the guts to cross the fence to get the ball. Mind you.. the cows were like super huge, with thick fur and didn’t look all too happy!

So way and behold.. being the captain of the team, responsibility sets in with addition to the rationale posted by the team that I was as large as them cows and that it wouldn’t see me as something small to fiddle with. With the least to disagree, I proceeded, thus whoalah.. got the ball and hurried along. Felt like a hero for that moment! It was all safe until I brushed onto the fence. Something meant for a 3,000kg animal has somewhat found something slightly smaller to get all its hair standing. The farmer had an electrical fence. I got electrocuted rubbing against one part of the fence crawling out.

No wonder the cows were never near the fence! Anyways, I got off with a burnt back.