We met at the Northeast Courthouse for our tennis confrontation brought on by my assertion on an earlier thread that I had not played tennis in 15 years but could whip his ***. He said I would not take 2 games off him. He let me know at the last minute the time and place and that tonight was THE ONLY night we could play. I was late to the match, had the wrong shoes (I am more familiar with clay and rubico and we were playing on a hardcourt) and the net height did not meet specifications in my opinion. Also, Dawgstudent wore this rediculous red, white and blue headband and gold figaro bracelets. A little distracting. Then Extreme shows up and starts touting his free checking and mortage rates and says the loser should buy the winner dinner and should also buy him dinner. Also, I spent all day Sunday drilling out weep holes in a retaining wall my neighbor and I had built around his pool. This was not the ideal situation for a good outcome. However, I prevailed, 6-4, 6-2.
Now, wipe your eyes patdog and quit sobbing. None of the above is true except the part about DS's headband and Extreme. We hit the court at 6pm and I was in my car at 6:57. 6-1, 6-0...Dawgstudent. I honestly can't remember winning that 1 game and in the second set I kept thinking about how glad I was my family wasn't there. I feel like that French swimmer that shot his mouth off, except I never had a lead.
Now, wipe your eyes patdog and quit sobbing. None of the above is true except the part about DS's headband and Extreme. We hit the court at 6pm and I was in my car at 6:57. 6-1, 6-0...Dawgstudent. I honestly can't remember winning that 1 game and in the second set I kept thinking about how glad I was my family wasn't there. I feel like that French swimmer that shot his mouth off, except I never had a lead.
