SirGounder
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I have a local tennis shop that I used to frequent quite a bit before I got a stringing machine. I walked in and saw his son, about 25 years old, at the counter cutting power pads from some leather grips. I said hi and asked what he was doing, to which he replied, "I'm making some of these pads for our customers who like em. These old grips work really well."
I looked closer and realized they were Fairway leathers, the ones you can't buy anymore, the leather grip to end all leather grips. Apparently a customer brought in some old racquets that he wanted the shop to sell and these grips were on them. They took them off (3 of them), slapped on some synthetic ones, and used these to make the power pads.
I hid my horror as best I could and asked him if I could try on a pair of Bigshots. While he went to get my size, I grabbed the remaining 2 leather grips and ran out the door, yelling, "I saved them, I saved them from the bad man!"
At least that's what I would have done had I come in about 10 min earlier. There was only half a grip left I poked around the shop for a bit and left with a sick feeling in my stomach.
I looked closer and realized they were Fairway leathers, the ones you can't buy anymore, the leather grip to end all leather grips. Apparently a customer brought in some old racquets that he wanted the shop to sell and these grips were on them. They took them off (3 of them), slapped on some synthetic ones, and used these to make the power pads.
I hid my horror as best I could and asked him if I could try on a pair of Bigshots. While he went to get my size, I grabbed the remaining 2 leather grips and ran out the door, yelling, "I saved them, I saved them from the bad man!"
At least that's what I would have done had I come in about 10 min earlier. There was only half a grip left I poked around the shop for a bit and left with a sick feeling in my stomach.