FLASH UPDATE!
THree victims have attempted to knock me off and three have failed. The first was a high school senior (team first singles player) here in Bradenton, he had me 61 53 but couldn't finish as I managed to turn it around 16 75 61.
THe next was a rematch from two years ago where this crafty old 55s player with tons of spin beat me in a 21 21-19. But I believe I was tired after two sets before that and he was fresh. A mutual playing partner who is on hiatus gave me his # and ddin't even know it was him till he showed up. Got him good this time 61 60, but he had every excuse - didn't warm up enough, sun was in his eyes on the one side, couldn't read the drop shot becuz of the sun, worked all day, TV repairman came over that day, didn't play his best, didn't feel sharp. He promised he'd give me a much better match next time, to which I replied We'll see about that.
Yesterday was the best one though. Clay court lefty who plays every day down here. A mutual friend put us together. Very tough tricky player. He won 62 then the second set went to TB (I blew a point to go up 4-1 in the set), it was at 5-5, then I won the next two points to force a third.
He was up 4-1 and 5-2 then I turned it around, Just a brutal war of a match, every point a war, so many ebbs and flows. The ultimate match we play this sport for. Three hours of battling it out on clay. I came back and started grunting and flowing and feeling it, got itback to 4-5 on serve. I then went up 30-0 and he retired with a cramp. But I know I was going to win, (so did he). Classic war, classic match, we talked for 30 minutes after, just this was what tennis is all about, two evenly matched players grinding it out down to the wire.
Who's NEXT?!