Thursday, March 12, 2009

Trolling for a Game

I'm in Central Park looking for some tennis. Usually, I would plan to meet another player for a match. But today, I decide that I will just "show up," and find some competition. So, I put my name on the "no show list" and sit court side, trolling for a game. I never know what I'm going to get. Sometimes, I find a player of a different playing level, which isn't that great. But sometimes, I find that perfect player. A player that has an answer for my shots and who has strengths where I have weakness. I find a match split evenly down the middle. A match where I'm forced to dig deep within myself for answers. Nothing beats a tight tennis match.




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