Friday, October 15, 2004
tennis Woke up at 7 this morning and decided to play tennis..Had some bite of "GOnuts Donuts" and still craving for more and went to thetennis court in our place..Whoa!! to my surprise three guys (on their late 30's) are having some tennis lessons so i have to wait for my turnto play..After almost two hours another guy (in his 50's) arrived and since i am not a member of the tennis club in our place i haveto give way for members so i have to wait again..Before i used to play with my cousin and a friend but since they still have classes i went their all by my lonesome..
After 10 years..i was finally able to play (it was about 10 already), amid the scorching heat of the sun i'm still itching to play it's been awhile since i have playedtennis (last summer to be exact)..I get to hit some ball some were good but majority were fluke..Some didn't went over the net some went outside thecourt..I feel so ashamed especially with all these all guys watching you play plus the fact that i'm playing against a "pulot" boy..The "pulot" boy knowing that his muchbetter than me wanted to play, thinking that i have nothing to lose and that i really have to start from scratch..and knowing that i'll get my but kicked (big time!!) i agreedsince i know everything has to start from the bottom..hehe..Well, i think i faired well i lost 7 sets to 4 and rating myself i would say 3 out of 10..i really need to improve on my forehand, serviceand court awareness..
It's my dad who actually encourages me to play tennis (his a big tennis fanatic)..When i first wanted to learn the sport he was actually more excited than me and of coursei would love to please my dad that's why i'm really trying to learn the sport even if i'm getting sick of it..I'm dreaming of someday playing tennis against or with my dad competetively.It's a bit discouraging to see yourself not improving and to wait for a looooong time to use the court..Plus the fact that every guy on the tennis court expect you to be as good as yourfather (i'm tired of being on the shadow of my dad but i've been used to it already)..Another downside is not knowing anybody bec. they are way beyong your genre but i get so paranoid bec.they know that i'm the son of my father they also know that i have sisters (where they study or used to work) and they ask me questions that i hesitate to answer thinking that i should nottalk to strangers, i'm not that acquainted with people on our place that one time i didn't know that it's actually the mayor of our town who is sitting beside me (imagine that!!)..i get so paranoid that i say to myself.."Do i know this people??"; "How come you knowme and my sisters??"..
Stupid_Doug sitting... waiting... at 10/15/2004 01:35:00 PM | 0 comments
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