Hello Hurricane {English Translation}

9. Domen - Oberstdorf - Day of competition

Cool air blew around his nose. He heard the noises of the crowd. He knew, if he would also mess up this jump up, then it was over. Definitly. He tried to suppress these thoughts, but somehow had these beasts themselfs tacked on his skis with super glue. Impatiently, the next jumper waited beside Domen for his onset. Domen wasn't fast enough for the next jumper. He strapped on his skis and wanted to climb the beam next to Domen. Impatiently, Domen looked at the trainer's tower, which seemed brightly lit in the darkness. Why did it take that much time? He wanted to jump. Fast. But Goran had the wind monitor firmly in view and took himself all the time in the world. He was the calm himself while Domen fidgeted impatiently on the beam.

It felt like an eternity. What if he would fail again? Would he have to go back then? But he didn't want to. No, that wouldn't happen in any case. No way. That would become the jump, that go down in history. It just had to be like that.

Finally, Goran lowered his flag and Domen pushed away from the beam. He fixed the jump-off with his eyes as he slowly picked up speed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Thiessen walking beside the track, frantically, he was taking pictures of him while he shook his head.

"What are you doing, kid? You don't even belong on a hill. Better leave that to your brother, "he shouted and Domen tried to ignore this idiot. He would prove it! Domen turned his gaze back to the jump-off, which was still at least twenty meters in front of him. He felt like he was freeze. Why was he so slow? It had to go faster, he thought, just as he was driving over the edge. Too late! He had jumped far too late, not to say, he drove over without jumping.

He raised his body up to the sky. He had to save what could still be saved, but the moon, which had just been so close, seemed to move farther and farther away. What did happen here? No!

The slope came inexorably closer. That didn't work! He was just about to flew above the logo of the Skiclub Oberstdorf below him. He couldn't land already. He started rowing with his arms as if he was a wild bird, trying to stay in the air a little longer with his movements, but his skis seemed to be attracted to the earth like magnets.

Despair spread, taking control. What happened to him? Why did he fall like a stone to the ground? Why were his limbs so heavy? He looked at his shoes. Everything seemed to be okay there.

At that point, he began to lose his balance out of the blue. He was pull around, staggered from one side to the other and fought a crash. Fear spread. What happened here? It didn't even blow a breeze!

Then his skis tipped forward without warning.

Startled, he flinched as he saw Jay and the Christmas man sitting on his ski tips, kissing each other passionately. Startled, Domen winced. What was that supposed to be? They should stop! Now!

Outraged, Domen tried to push them with his arms from his ski tips but couldn't reach them. His arms were too short. Every time he thought he could finally reach them to knock them off, they moved farther into the distance.

"You there! This isn't the right place to kiss! Go away! This is my life! "Domen shouted indignantly. Almost simultaneously, they turned around to Domen and looked angrily at him.

"Are you afraid of a little bit of water?" They asked him, as something slippery hit him on the shoulder and brought him out of balance again.

"What's that?! ", angrily, he tried to mobilize all his forces to finally get rid of the two troublemakers. But the next moment more bullets hit him, which made him sway dangerous to falter.

"Now stop that! You mess everything up! ", He shouted in panic at the two, who had sucked at each other with their mouths like sticky nudibranchs and further bombed Domen.