I played a match recently against two delightful opponents. Good tennis, good times. We won the first set and bageled them in the second set. We came to the net, and I shook hands with one opponent. The other opponent hung back around the service line, so I held out my hand and smiled at her. She said something I couldn't hear. I said, "Pardon?" She said, "Oh, I don't shake because I lick my hands during the match." It's official. Now I've seen everything.