I had a three hour tennis match today. I won’t tell you about the first set, but the second set was 4-4 and then I choked. Bad.
There is no blogging, only weeping.
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From the category archives:
Tennis Tuesday
Have you ever stood at the service line, crouched down, tossed the ball into the air with the slightest spin, brought your right arm up at the perfect angle for a deep hard serve, and then been so overwhelmed by the foulness of your underarm odor that you missed the serve?
Oh no. Me either.
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Something wonderful happened at mixed doubles. A magnificent breech of etiquette that I lovingly attibute to Swine Flu.
No one shook hands.
Typically after a tennis match you walk to the net, shake hands with your partner and then with each of the other players. Most often I’ll stand off and wave, sometimes I’ll whisper “OCD” and [...]
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Goodbye old friend
We had a wonderful year together but I’ve found someone new. I promise to keep you around for a backup.
I played a magnificent match today and I was only moderately distracted by the water spots on the court.
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I’m off to the Brady Tennis Camp tomorrow. Before I leave there is a three page spreadsheet about various activities I’ve planned for the kids; basketball, playdates, birthday parties and a few rules.
You know my mom was an elementary school teacher for 30 years. I’m sure she needs my notes. (to be fair, it was [...]
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