It was a rainy final weekend of summer with an ominous storm creeping up the Atlantic coast – a fitting ending to the bizarre weather patterns we’ve endured this season. On Thursday, August 27th the USTA informed us that we’d be indoors Friday morning to start our first of five Men’s 4.0 Sectional matches and that we’d be playing pro sets – the first to 8 games, win by two with a set tiebreaker if it gets to 8-8. This was the first time any of us had ever played this abbreviated format in a league match, much less in a post season match.
Stepping back, Sectionals is the championship for the six district winners in the Middle States section. The Districts are: Philadelphia, Western PA (Allegheny), Central PA, Eastern PA, New Jersey & Delaware. The format is a round robin against the other five teams with the best cumulative record advancing to Nationals in Las Vegas (for 4.0 men) to represent Middle States against the other 16 sections in the US for the chance to become the 2009 National champions.
We (my Delaware team) came in 2nd place at Sectionals and we received the dreaded “Finalist” plaques. Losing is such a bitter pill to swallow. It’s kind of like the NCAA March Madness tournament in a way. If you make the dance you did great to get there. Many teams have to win their conference to advance. In tennis terms , lets look at the path the Philly 3.5 women have to travel to advance to Sectionals. They have to win a flight of 10 teams to get to districts – each team pretty much has to go undefeated to win their flight. Then they have to compete against 9 other teams who all won their own flights at Districts and win 5 matches in a single weekend to represent Philadelphia at Sectionals. That’s very difficult and injuries, individual matchups and player availabilities typically factor into who advances. Anything less then winning for teams accustomed to victory is always going to be a disappointment for people who love to compete.
Friday we played just one match which was against the Philadelphia team. We won 4-1 and started off on the right foot. Our Delaware team also beat the same Philadelphia team last year and we were optimistic that we could improve upon our 2nd place finish last year and advance to Nationals in 2009. On Saturday we played Eastern and won 5-0. My match was a typical one I think for this format – one break of serve. In a pro set there isn’t much time to mount a major comeback. If you get down – you tend to stay down. We were on serve at 6-5, we broke our opponents serve and then it ended when my partner Ron Rubenstein served it out for an 8-5 win. What was atypical is that I won this match and my “go do” for all of next year is to put in the effort required to improve upon my sectional record.
In the afternoon we took our 2-0 record and faced off against a meat grinder a.k.a. New Jersey. Seriously, you may see bits and pieces of our gear in the wake of NJ’s ship heading for Nationals. They are a phenomenal team. Kudo’s to Canh Ho for a super impressive 6&1 victory in singles against Michael Roth of NJ. We started the match outside and then had to go back inside due to rain so in this match we played the best of 3 sets format. The other courts were not real close with the exception of Dave Baker and John Sell’s valiant attempt to win at #1 doubles. We lost the first set 3-6 but we won the 2nd set and raced to a 9-6 lead in the match tiebreaker. Dave Baker hit a slightly off balance overhead on match point and it came back and then he slammed the 2nd overhead long – it happens. Their opponents stayed aggressive on every point and came back to win the match. What a great fight – credit to everyone who played in this match including New Jersey players Scott Apatkar and Brian Catapano.
On our team, Mark Adams and Bruce Burcat had a solid weekend of tennis. Mark made the 10 hour, err 14 hour trip from vacation in Charleston, SC to join the fight on Saturday. Mark & Bruce always seem to get into a late match battle and then barely pull it out. Great tennis guys.
On the singles side, a huge ovation is due to Kirill Babak – our Russian sensation. Some teams need a Johnson to succeed – every team I’m on needs at least one Russian. Kirill lost 4&4 to New Jersey but he did amazing against everyone else. His focus on each point and ability to stay aggressive (including on lobs hit over his head) burned vivid images of hard fought effort into my brain. I was so impressed with Kirill – wow!
Saturday morning my roommate for the weekend (Canh Ho) and I ate breakfast at the Princetoni
an on Route 1 near Princeton, NJ. I had a mushroom omelet and Canh had a heart attack on a plate, err, I mean the French Toast – note the 1” diameter rope of a whipped cream like substance on top. The food and the service were wonderful. On Sunday, teammates of ours ate at the same place and were seated behind our opponents for the day and actually heard some of their lineup discussion. So that’s two reasons to patronize the Princetonian –great food and a good place to gather intel!
On Sunday we faced off against the Central PA team and won 4-1. The highlight by far was the 1st doubles match featuring Dave Baker and John Sell vs. Andrew Sorgi and Bob Eiswert. Andrew and Bob were undefeated during the weekend except for this match. It was an outdoor pro set (groan) and perhaps our opponents are actually the better team – who knows. Andrew and Bob played with emotion and determination as did Dave and John. Our opponents held server easily (usually at love) until the last few games when they held after a few deuce games. On our service games, just about every one went to deuce and there were a ton of ad out points but we managed to hold serve every time. In the set tiebreaker, we were up 3-1 but got behind 4-6 and faced two match out points. The first was on our opponents serve, then we held 2 points and won the match on the next point 8-6. One of our opponents threw his racket over the fence and the other smashed his racket on the ground until it no longer resembled a tennis racket. NJ had already won at this point but it goes to show you the passion and determination of the players. There are no easy matches at Sectionals and Dave and John showed us all how to hang in there, weather the storm, keep positive and to win baby, just win.

Thank you to Paul Bradbury who is a great captain. It is a thankless job, he does it great, plays well and supplies the beer. You just can’t ask for anything more. Thank you to my partner Ron Rubenstein. Ron and I have had some good tests and we had a punchers chance against NJ until Ron stepped on a ball near the fence in the first set at 1-3. Ron finished the match but couldn’t move. He was forced to sit out Sunday as well due to the injury. Despite our NJ opponents who are super nice and polite (Ed Poole & Gautam Misra) they also showed how smart they are and lobbed over Ron’s head constantly after his injury. Stephane Ritz came up from DC to play with us as well. He took my money at Hold’em on Saturday night and was a lot of fun to hang out with.
There were some funny moments during the weekend as we mostly sat around and waited due to the log jam of courts to go out. If the event was outside the USTA would have had over 45 courts to put the matches out but since we were indoors they had only 30 courts spread over 5 locations; therefore we waited. While we were waiting the tournament desk called a 3.5 woman’s match to go out on the next open court. John Sell, my teammate, met this nice Asian woman at the desk and said politely with his hand extended. “I’m your opponent.” The look on this poor woman’s face was one of complete terror. We all roared at the situation and the woman who was a good sport said quite seriously, “you scare me.” You had to be there – John is twice her size.
So not to stop there, John then decided he needed a towel to clean up. It was very muggy and warm and John was covered with sweat. The tournament desk was selling US Open player towels and John asked if he could examine one. They handed him a nice new towel in a clear plastic bag and John took it out of the bag, toweled off carefully and then he flipped the towel back and said, “eh, no thanks.” Again, the look of astonishment was priceless and yes he did buy the towel after borrowing the money from Paul. Paul took out a twenty, kissed it with a longing look in his eye and handed it over.
On Sunday when I arrived at Mercer Park I pulled in next to a woman in a new minivan with a Reggae/Rap sounding song cranking. I got out of my car, got all my stuff, got organized and in about 4-5 minutes the woman got out too. I asked her if that was the magic song to prepare her and she said that it was. I should have got the name of that song! She won her match and her 3.5 New Jersey team won a critical match against Billy McElroy’s PATD team to advance to Nationals.
I am paraphrasing here form a letter written by Ernie Davis (he won the Heisman trophy at Syracuse and then died from Leukemia before ever playing a down in the NFL) “the big thing to me in sports has always been the competitiveness. Sometimes when the game is close and the play is toughest you forget the spectators and the noise, and it is just you against somebody else to see who is the better man. You are enemies and yet you are brothers.”
As I was leaving the tournament after a very, very long weekend I walked past one of our opponents from the Philadelphia team. I said from afar, “what a long weekend.” His reply was, “yeah, it makes me not want to play tennis… for 3 weeks.” Well put.
shows the 2nd and 3rd place teams advancing to Sectionals and sometimes even Nationals. 
“adapters” and so is Brett. Brett is a counter puncher and you have to be smart and consistent to beat him. Brett continued his EK dominance and won this match over Canh 6-3, 1-6, 7-6. Canh had 2 match points at 5-4, 40-15 in the 3rd set and he was up in the tiebreaker but credit Brett for a phenomenal win. It’s hard to think of a better 4.0 player except for perhaps, hmmm, lemme think, Greg Heck?! Who knows how Brett is able to remain at 4.0 year after year– he’s an exceptionally talented player.
At 3rd doubles, Ron Rubenstein and I faced off against Ken Werkiser and Guy Van Alstine. The comment they made about our team shorts was “how did the sleepover go last night.” Hardy Har Har. The individual matchup was curious. It began with Ron and I desperately trying to give them free points. We were down 0-2, Love-30 on my serve when I complained to Ron that we are giving them the first 3 games. We finally settled in and rattled off the next 7 games for a 6-2, 1-0 lead. That’s when the Great Lobsters went to plan Bob, I mean Lob. And lob they did from both sides of the net in the considerable wind with devastating effectiveness. We were perhaps too aggressive as we needed to hit several overheads per point and we were making errors. We lost the 2nd set 2-6 and we were down 3-4, Love-30 in the 3rd set before something clicked in m
y head. My opponent’s wrist band which had originally appeared red to me now seemed like it has been washed so much it had faded? I thought about all of the teasing and the compliments and the excessive eye contact. Hmmm. I decided to switch shirts. I relaxed for just a minute mid-switch and then marched back to the deuce side of the court. With my best smile on my face I was prepared to do what I had to. Our opponent seemed distracted. We took the next 3 games and closed out the match.