How is there no-one in my whole company who wishes to seek honour and glory for the meagre stake of life and limb on the field of snowball combat?

I suppose you can go "pick a fight" a la William Wallace, but then perhaps your job may be at risk somehow. So, this is where you need to assume your alter ego, the Ninja Snowball Warrior. Watch your co-workers flail under the onslaught. The way I figure, they deserve it.

I have a friend that once exploded a Dunlop ball with an overhead, splitting it right down the seams completely into two halves that went flying. Both halves landed in, so of course I gave him the point.

It remains my greatest goal in tennis to duplicate this feat.

Doing it with a snowball won't count though.

My goal in tennis is to succeed in this feat.

Or this one.