The Crew...
Felipe, stroke, a wolf who's not afraid to wear fuchsia (pink?), he is the equivalent of a drummer in a pirate boat, he sets the rythm for all the other goons to follow. Behind him, Jampei, bow, the stealthy ninja wolf (you can barely see him, the only guy I can't keep an eye on, he's probably gonna stab me in the back someday), Steven, next to Felipe, our coach, usually found riding his bike alongside the river, shouting helpful comments, while we nod with a wise expression pretending that we can hear him. Behind him, Bernard, 6, more of a werewolf actually with his pale skin, but a very nice wolf. By his side, Karan, 7, most stylishly holding the oar, very easy going, likes Italian desserts. Next to Steven, here you find Jocelyn, our cox! All crews envy us for having the sexiest cox. Her favourite line: "2 take a stroke". Our favourite of her lines: "Harder". Her arm rest, me, Massimo, 2, the true powerhouse of the boat, humbleness limits me to only another adjective: gorgeous! Next to me, Thomas, 5, usually found talking to girls around Cambridge (they love him), he carries the oar around at all time or the waves of girls would eat him alive. I must say, he's the only one in a truly professional pose in this picture, he sets the standard in style we all aspire to (he's most nice). Behind him, John, 4, our Scottish wolf, he constantly threathens us to come rowing with a kilt. Last of the pack, George, 3, I don't know whether he's being agile, avoiding to be hit by the oar, or he's gonna hit Johnny in the head...
