"From a distance, you see only a tangle of spokes and pedals and mallets — a scrum of wobbling, three-legged beasts: two wheels and a stick — no feet are allowed to touch the ground. When the ball skitters from the nest of bikes, two players sprint after it, their mallets leading like lances.
Knights without armor, on wheeled steeds."
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Interesting...
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