Previously as a 4.0 I have played up to 4.5 a couple of times. I was always on line 3 with no expectations and I had moderate success against lower tier 4.5s. Last night I played the first match of my "career" with the 4.5 monicker next to my name. It was a 9.0 mixed match against a former college tennis player and a woman that apparently was some super jock (although not tennis) in her college days. Any who, although I thought I played very well (for me) we went down 5-0 in about 7 minutes. We managed to claw back to make it a respectable 6-2, 7-5 loss, but that was probably due more to them relaxing than us improving. I felt completely unsatisfied with the comments ... "great effort" and "you really fought back there". I am committed to becoming a respectable (IE. upper echelon) 4.5 ... but nights like this make it seem so very far away. It is almost like Darth Vader is standing in the corner saying ... "come to the dark side, with a little sandbagging you could be a 4.0 again next season"