The big heavy swings on the industrial swingsets took off, wrapping themselves in their chains around and around the top crossbar; the park's grass laid down the same way the field had; the whole thing happened so fast I'd seen nothing like it; recall that Bimini H-Bomb film of the shock wave visible in the sea as it comes towards the ship's film crew. This all happened very fast but in serial progression: field, trees, swings, grass, then the feel like the world's biggest mitt, the nets suddenly and sexually up and out straight...

but I remember the heavy gentle lift at my thighs and the ball curving back closer and my passing the ball and beating the ball in flight over the horizontal net, my feet not once touching the ground over fifty-odd feet, a cartoon, and then chaff and crud in the air all over and both Antonoi and I either flew or were blown pinwheeling for I swear it must have been fifty feet to the fence one court over...

we hit the fence so hard we knocked it half way down and it stuck at 45°.