Originally Posted by West Coast Ace
Is that what Sandy did to your courts?
Buy a Bluetooth and you can keep sweeping while you're yakking to your Old Lady: "Yes, I'll stop and buy you some <redacted> (women's hygiene products) on the way home. No, Jolly and I don't go to strip joints after tennis. No, that wasn't beer on my breath; Gatorade came out with a new flavor."
This was a jive highschool, who's courts were in dubious condition but out of harm's way after we attempted to play in two parks both of which were closed and locked due to fallen trees and power lines.