I have many dreams of this nature. I keep a voice-activated recorder next to my bed and whisper them when I awaken during a dream, and have logs of thousands of dreams. I have shared dreams related to tennis on this forum for several years.
Here's one that I posted here:
I had a strange dream, probably inspired by a post I made in "Word Association" regarding a Hitchcock film. There was a casino in Reno overlooking an impossibly long and steep ski slope. It looked too dangerous and I left my seat by the window.
I noticed a tennis shop inside a huge casino. While I was looking at very expensive racquets, Davydenko asked if I wanted to play a practice set.
The court was on a bed of flat rock with huge cliffs on every side. I soon realized that the net was solid and I couldn't see the ball until it was too late, and there was danger that I would fall off the cliff.
Davydenko hit a drop shot; the net was at an angle and shaped like a nose. I ran into the "net" and realized that it was a nose -- Elena Dementieva's nose. We were playing tennis on her face, and I couldn't decide if we were small, or if she was gigantic.
I patted the nose, like I was comforting a horse by patting it on the neck. The court began to tilt and Davydenko fell off. I grabbed the bridge of Dementieva's nose to keep from falling off, and yelled, "Elena, wake up! Turn back the other way!" I woke up at this point.