Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Tennis Menace

Despite my pitiful hand-eye coordination and total lack of game sense, I've recently taken up tennis, and this spring started playing USTA matches on a 2.0 team. The appraising Miss M wanted to know more about my ranking relative to my teammates.

Me: Well, D. and A. are on our first doubles team. G. and I are the second-best doubles team.

Miss M (pointedly): Second-best? Or just second?

Me: Well, OK, second, I guess.

Miss M: Second out of how many?

Me: Well . . . . two.

Miss M (chortling): Second out of two? Second out of TWO? Gee, Mom, *sarcasm alert* that's GREAT.

Me (by this time laughing so hard I can barely talk): I know, I know, RIGHT?

That Miss M, she likes to keep things real.

2 comments:

AppyLove said...

Awesome! Allen loves tennis, so maybe you two can do mixed doubles someday. I've tried to play tennis (my dad also loves it) and I am a miserable failure. Coordination is not my strong suit. I just can't figure out how to move that many body parts in simultaneous response to a small object, no matter how neon it is!

So excited to see a new post!

500Jerk said...

Coordination is not my strong suit, either. I wish I could convey in words the dismayed gasp the tennis pro makes every time I swing at the ball. "AHHHHH!" She's right--it ain't pretty.

Glad to see you will be writing more on your blog!