Mac The Mouth is squarely to blame
My school (in India) had tennis courts and my parents sealed the deal by getting me a wooden racket. Later they got me a Wilson T-2000 and got me to play on grass at a club with some rich friends of theirs who were members. My dad dropped me there everyday to ensure I played. They also made me watch Wimbledon on tv every year with the bribe of hotdogs and mustard.