OK, here we go again, our 3rd match of the 2010 Mixed season was Friday, December 4th @ 7:30pm at Tennis Addiction in Exton, PA. We played Just for Fun, a new team captained by Dilip Rajagopalan who was 1-0 entering the match. Our 1st doubles team of Cathy Holskin & Canh Ho defeated Helena Malarkey & Ed Daou 5&1. Ed has been steadily improving for some time now and he’s playing terrific tennis and Helena just got moved up to 4.5 so we did well to win this court. Great job Cathy and welcome back Canh!
At 2nd dubs Dilip and Michelle Leonatti topped Sue McNabb and Ron Rubenstein 5&4. I think this was Just for Fun’s best team and I was a little nervous about the matchup when we exchanged lineups but every time I looked over we won the individual point. Oh well, a solid performance by Just for Fun. So, again, my court was the deciding one and we were not playing our very best. Any hope of navigating our team to one of the top two spots in the flight to qualify for post season play rested with my partner and I pulling out the W.
3rd doubles was Jill Jacobs and Mike Weidinger vs. Eileen McKeogh and myself. We started out the first set in shaky fashion. We won the first game but lost the next 3 to go down 1-3. We pulled ahead 5-4 for a chance to capture the first set. Mike held to make it 5-5 and then I mishit back to back sitters at the net on Eileen’s serve for an 0-30 hole and we ended up getting broke to go down 5-6. Then, of course, Jill served out the first set. Wake up call for the Pork chops.
We started out a little better in the 2nd set racing to a 4-0 lead. But, (and why is there always a but) it’s never that easy. We lost the next 2 games and then Eileen served a very long game and eventually we got the hold for a 5-2 lead. We lost the next game at love and then I managed to serve it out the set for a 6-3 win but the message had been delivered by our opponents. They took 3 of the last 5 games of the set which set the tone for the 3rd set meaning, no no no – you aren’t getting away that easy.
The third set started with the other 2 courts finishing. Our opponents served first and there were no breaks. We were down the entire set 0-1, 1-2, 2-3 etc. At 5-5, 30-40 with Jill serving, Mike’s volley hit the top of the net and the ball barely trickled over. I was at the service line and I hook slid right in front of the net and tapped the ball cleanly. However, the ball caught the top of the tape and fell back on our side. We lost the game and I left a lot of my DNA on the court. Although I had a knee brace on I still have a nice strawberry and the part of my leg below the brace – we’ll put it this way – never slide on an indoor court. Everybody knows this – well almost everybody. We held at 5-6 to force a 12 point tiebreaker (first to 7, win by 2) for the team match. Thank goodness we came away with the tiebreaker, the match and the team match to improve our record to 3-0. I have to compliment our opponents because this 3 set match was as close as it gets. It was filled with momentum swings and key shots landing just in or just out. It is always a pleasure to play fun people in a close match. And they gave us a beer afterwards – I like this team.
Our after party was at Ron’s in Exton. They have overhauled the restaurant around the corner from Tennis Addiction and it was a great place to resume our tradition of a beverage after matches. It was nice to chat about the match because we just barely won. 4 out of 6 of our opponents are 4.5’s playing as grandfathered 4.0’s (we had 3 in that category) and regardless of how well (or poorly) any of us played – we were essentially even that night. What I think was the difference was that Eileen and I played our best tennis of the night in the tiebreaker. Both of us have played difficult post season matches and the difference between tentative play and aggressive play in the last game of a match is sometimes the difference between teams that advance and teams that don’t.
Our next match is Saturday, January 16th at the Wild Aces captained by Paul Wilson.
Of note, many USTA members have been recently bumped up, in fact, one out of every six 4.0 players have been moved to 4.5. This is making for huge adjustments to current teams and the dust is still settling from the change. I encourage people with questions to contact their league administrator so they can understand why the changes were necessary and in the interest of fair play and to help grow the game of tennis.
I recently finished Andre Agassi’s autobiography, Open. It is a fantastic story which provides much more of a glimpse into the daily minutia that pro players contend with than any other tennis book I’ve read (including the biographies of Sampras, Chang, Gilbert and McEnroe). The ordeals that tennis player’s face just to play with injuries on any given day is similar (but more extreme) to what many of us deal with. I don’t think Open is truly a tell all story but you have to respect Andre’s anguished career, hard work and his substantial efforts to give back by providing education for kids. This is an interesting legacy for an 8th grade drop-out because many of his challenges were related to his immatu
rity. He has come full circle as evidenced by the oath that students at his charter school must repeat daily. “The essence of good discipline is respect. Respect for authority and respect for others. Respect for self and respect for rules. It’s an attitude that begins at home, is reinforced at school and is applied throughout life.” Agassi’s book is the best tennis book I’ve read except for the all time best “The Art of Doubles” by Pat Blaskower which was graciously given to me by Bev McGeehan 12 years ago. Bev – thank you for no longer talking about the “Russell Roll.” I thought “rolling” was ancient history but since I’m still hitting the court with things besides my sneakers, perhaps not. Bottom line, I can’t recommend Open enough.
In honor of our opponets, the final sections here are Just for Fun. Have you purchased any of the latest so called “high-tech” tennis socks – the ones that offer support and padding and whisk away moisture from your feet? These socks often come with L and R on the toes of the socks. My question is, if you realize that you put the L sock on your right foot do you take the time to switch it? The socks are so form fitting it takes a minute to take one of these socks on and off properly. Personally, I’ll go ahead and fix it if I mix up the socks, you certainly don’t want to be on court and wrong footed all day. These are some random thoughts I came across:
1. I think part of a best friend’s job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn’t want to nap when I was younger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I’m pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
9. I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren’t going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don’t want to have to restart my collection…again.
13. I’m always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page research paper that I swear I did not make any changes to.
14. “Do not machine wash or tumble dry” means I will never wash this — ever.
15. I hate when I just miss a call by the last ring (Hello? Hello? Darn!), but when I immediately call back, it rings nine times and goes to voicemail. What’d you do after I didn’t answer? Drop the phone and run away?
16. I hate leaving my house confident and looking good and then not seeing anyone of importance the entire day. What a waste.
17. I keep some people’s phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
18. My 10-year old son asked me in the car the other day “Dad what would happen if you ran over a ninja?” How do I respond to that?
19. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
20. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Bud Lites than Kay.
Finally, here is a link http://www.nbc.com/saturday-night-live/video/clips/china-cold-open/1178451/ to a recent Saturday Night Live Episode of President Obama going to China. I think it’s as funny as Tina Fey’s skit of Sarah Palin. Happy Holidays!
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 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!
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.
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.
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.”
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.