OK – I confess it: I have been watching Wimbledon. Ideal conditions, drizzle here in Dalamory and fair down south. Nice to see Andy Murray win his first round match in three sets, but I still feel like shaking him. He doesn’t appear to be making the same effort as some of the top seeds.
Sorry if this post is gobbledygook to non tennis fans, but I was a fanatical player myself at one time. A couple of years ago I went on court with Him Behind the Wheel we both had nearly to crawl off. The competitive spirit never dies!
My mother was a tennis player when she was in high school in Southern California. She tried to interest my sister and me when we were teenagers, but to no avail. Then, when I was in college at the Univ. of Nevada, she found a tennis partner in one of the professors there. They met each Sunday and she was lithe and tan, and very happy. I have kept one of her tennis rackets, and gave the rest away.
Like half the country just now, I would love to get back onto a tennis court, no matter how stiff and sore it makes me. At any rate, it is fun to watch top class players on TV.