I'm Not Rafael Nadal

Rafael Nadal hits like a God. That forehand smacks the tennis ball harder than anyone I've ever seen. He snaps the head of the racket so fast that tennis ball doesn't have a chance. Most of his opponents don't either. My forehand's not quite the same. The word "erratic" comes to mind. Sure, I can hit the ball hard, at least hard by public court standards. I'm no Rafael Nadal though, not even close. Especially when my opponent's peeling the tennis ball off of the back fence. Plucking the ball from a metal divot that I made. There's nothing worse than hitting the fence on the fly. Except of course, hitting the ball over the fence on the fly. I'm certainly no Rafael Nadal.