Tennis is the eighth wonder of the world! You chase a neon yellow ball smaller than your fist all over a court and swing at it with a racket almost as long as your arm. Who could possibly have fun doing that? Well, for one, I could.
My aunt Janise gave me two of her old tennis rackets one day and three years later I grabbed them and headed to my local tennis court (the court is at my high school and free for anyone to use when school isn’t in session). I started playing singles with my mom, which is when two people play against each other rather than partners playing against partners (for which you use a larger portion of the court). About a week after we start playing we figured out three things: don’t buy your balls at Harris Teeter (because they are a grocery store they are usually under stocked and sell balls for over $2 each), don’t play in the summer mornings unless you want heatstroke, and read the rules… first.
I had discovered my favorite way of hitting the ball, slamming it against my side of the court and watching it sail over the net, even after I found it was not a legal move, I can’t stop hitting the ball down. Also I had to modify my serve by about, well I had to do it a whole new way. Just in case you ever want to start playing tennis (which I highly recommend) here are some pointers…
The three main rules of (singles) tennis:
- Serve the ball from the right side of your court into the opposite upper side of your opponent’s side.
- Don’t let the ball A. bounce more than once on your side or B. hit a permanent object.
- Like every game on the face of earth Have Fun!