Me and Rod Laver
I live in Carlsbad California and so does Rod Laver. He also occasionally plays at night on the same courts at our development – mostly doubles.
Last night he showed up while I was playing and he and his friends headed for the court next to mine. It was great to watch Rod, at seventy, still hit the ball with such skill and joy. I would take breaks to watch him play. It was inspiring.
Later in the evening, Rod and his group finished and sat on some benches across from my court to cool down and talk. My partner and I continued to play. After a while, they didn’t speak much and I noticed that they were watching John and me play. Normally this might have made me nervous but I had been playing awhile and was relaxed and grooving – and winning.
It was really a special moment for me. Here, one of the greatest players in the world was watching me play and win games on a beautiful and warm California night. I felt even more smooth and relaxed for some reason as if the master’s eyes were willing my play.
As they left they all smiled and waved. We left soon after that. The night of tennis was over but the memory will last forever.
OX
I live in Carlsbad California and so does Rod Laver. He also occasionally plays at night on the same courts at our development – mostly doubles.
Last night he showed up while I was playing and he and his friends headed for the court next to mine. It was great to watch Rod, at seventy, still hit the ball with such skill and joy. I would take breaks to watch him play. It was inspiring.
Later in the evening, Rod and his group finished and sat on some benches across from my court to cool down and talk. My partner and I continued to play. After a while, they didn’t speak much and I noticed that they were watching John and me play. Normally this might have made me nervous but I had been playing awhile and was relaxed and grooving – and winning.
It was really a special moment for me. Here, one of the greatest players in the world was watching me play and win games on a beautiful and warm California night. I felt even more smooth and relaxed for some reason as if the master’s eyes were willing my play.
As they left they all smiled and waved. We left soon after that. The night of tennis was over but the memory will last forever.
OX