I was excited when I received my Pro Legend Classic years back. Then as I began to inspect it I noticed that it was only 90 square inches at most, and not 97 as marked....the swollen pws like bumps at 12, 5 and 7 o'clock were all too farmiliar. I reached into the vaulted and pulled out a slazenger phantom 90, they were identical!!! here's what I found: #1-unlike what happened with Boris Beckers contract, inwhich his famous racquet was cloned, when Estusa took over Slazenger's mold and contract with Connors, they elusively PJ'ed the Phantom 90 neon yellow: a shocking never before seen bold graphic move that had enormous impact on the future of racquet cosmetics but not only did they steal the triple taper beam, the unique pws, and the aerodynamic grommet technology they also completed the decimation of a brand by stealing the detailed description of the racquet and its numerous unique technologies, and some of the feng shui graphics as well. This was fated to literally be the next "prostaff", .....but alas it was not to be. in addition to stealing the "strategically positioned amorphous metal" jargon (describing the swollen prostaff bumps), and taking the description of their frame directly form the original slazenger... Estusa was the Mike Tyson of companies, once brilliant, huge, famous, flashy, magical and bold, yet despite a top presence on the pro tour Estusa, with its amazing racquets and funny name, is no more, so we bow our heads, and remember when we hadn't seen it all, when you couldn't get it all, and when racquets felt softer and nicer. Back then not everyone felt like they had to play the number one players racquet, and get a new one every season. Back then racquets didn't all look and feel the same. Back in the renaissance (80's), before the desolate wateland that brought us here with graphite in out hearts, ready to build this new world! rare early photo from racquetopia L to R (Virginia, Bud, Plasma, Deuce, Jorel) we remember the time before classic racquet talk, before our racquet colony, when we walked alone like the animals, but then we comes together, with the knowin of doin an makin things from times past, we gather for the knowing and doing of the pws and the CAP grommet, the braided graphite and boron the promise of our morrow morrow land, "keep trekkin"