Stories about people 'Losing it' on the court...

rallyjunkie

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My friend said he saved 10 MPs in a college match and won the match. the opponent left the court and proceeded to take each racquet out of his bag one at a time smashing each one to bits, then doing the same to the next until they were all demolished.

another is this real serious snob plastic surgeon doctor guy was 0-4 lifetime against this windmill serving total pusher/grinder (Rich). well the doc Oleh was up 4-1 in third set, on his way to first win over this pusher. He misses a shot and yells, as if he's losing - but he's WINNING, up 4-1. we knew he was nervous then. of course he was nervous. and ended up choking it away in a TB. it was so sad to see him lose again. he didn't lose it but he just sat down for like 5 minutes in his chair. then when he got up and walked out he suddenly had a severe ankle injury. it took him literally 15 minutes to walk off the court and out of the park. it should take 15 seconds. the injury was totally faked. the guy didn't play the league, he took a hiatus for 5 years ) he just came back this year.
 
I am ashamed to admit it but when I was 15 I pushed the umpires chair over with the umpire in it instead of shaking his hand.

The only consolation was that it wasn't a full size chair - it was a small tournament and the umpire was sitting on a high bar stool.

I went on to win the tournament but was like a pariah throughout the latter rounds.
 
Absolutely 100% true story:

About 20 years ago, I was playing in a local tournament. Up until then, I had never won a round, always choking the match away.

Well, this guy was older (I was 19, so he was probably late 30s/ early 40s) and he asked at the start of the match if his girlfriend could come onto the court & watch. It was an indoor tournament, and we were playing on a back court so she couldn't see from the lobby. I said OK as it didn't really matter to me.

The 1st set was close, and it went to a tiebreaker. He was up 6-2 but started to get a bit nervous and began missing shots. At 6-5 he dumped a sitter into the net. Pissed, he turned and threw his racket. It hit his girlfriend square in the head. :shock:

The racket gashed her forehead & she began gushing blood. He immediately defaulted the match (duh!) and rushed her to the hospital. I stood there, dumbfounded. I didn't know what to do, but I can tell you I've never throw a racket since.
 
drakulie, uhhh, it was 20 years ago. I barely knew what to do when she got hit, let alone snap some photos of her bleeding forehead.

Funny, though, as I never saw that guy in a tournament again. Although, I can't say I blame him. I'd probably never pick up a racket again if I did something like that.
 
drakulie, uhhh, it was 20 years ago. I barely knew what to do when she got hit, let alone snap some photos of her bleeding forehead..


I just burst out laughing....comedy.

keep the stories coming guys...this is the best thread I have seen in weeks
 
One time I was playing a junior tournament at McKinley Park in Sacramento, which was a historic tournament for weird things happening, and people flipping out.

This one guy lost a match to a total pusher. He proceeded to completely snap. The tournament courts were on the edge of a big park, with a whole row of expensive houses across the street. Homeboy proceeded to empty his bag on the court, and one by one, started jacking balls as hard as he could across the street at the houses across the way. He must've had a good 20 balls in his bag, and they all got jacked into the street or at the houses. It was entertaining.
 
I am ashamed to admit it but when I was 15 I pushed the umpires chair over with the umpire in it instead of shaking his hand.

The only consolation was that it wasn't a full size chair - it was a small tournament and the umpire was sitting on a high bar stool.

I went on to win the tournament but was like a pariah throughout the latter rounds.

i know what you did is pretty mean, but you must have been a tenacious 15 year old.

did you get warning? My 12 year old bro got a warning for his Hewitt style come ons
 
I played a tournament back in the early 90's called "The Star of the North State Games" or the Minnesota Olympic style games. Playing doubles with my good bud, it was my serve. I am a lefty with a killer kick serve, so you can see where this is headed.

The others guys had mumbled about my "serve" and how I wasnt being fair. I cracked an insane kick serve that hit the outside of the ad court and kicked right back at his head. He caught the ball and threw it at me! I grabbed the ball and went to the ad side to serve out the game, he yelled for me to never do that again, it was cheating. My partner asked why it was cheating. He declared with a rabid tone "because it just is!" to which my partner asked "is it only cheating because you cant return it?" the guy let a ton of expletives go and started throwing balls all over the court and went and sat down until a ref could come and make us forfeit.

As it turns out, they had to forfeit and it was the best compliment to my serve ever! LOL..
 
OK, I'll chime in.

Literally "Losing it" on the court.

Last tourney I ever played in. I made it to the semis, which was scheduled to be played on a Saturday at 9 am. The night before, I decide to go out for a night of drinking with my buddies on South Beach. Ten hours later, I am plastered, lost, and the sun is rising. I realized I had to play in about two hours. I find my buddies who drive me home. I go inside the house, get my clothes and begin changing in the car (while still drinking beer) when one of my friends asks where my frames are. OH NO!! Turn around, drive back home and get my stuff. I make it just in time, as I am about to be disqualified. Mind you, the guy I'm facing I had never lost to until this day. I was like 6-0against him. The match starts and I couldn't even see the ball, much less hit it. He had won 8 straight points (all winners) LOL. Third game starts, and he is about to serve. I ask for a timeout, and proceed to throw up on the court. (LOUDLY) It was very yucky BLACK/PURPLE COLOR.

Anyway, I had to retire right there.
 
This had to be the funniest:

Homeboy proceeded to empty his bag on the court, and one by one, started jacking balls as hard as he could across the street at the houses across the way. He must've had a good 20 balls in his bag, and they all got jacked into the street or at the houses. It was entertaining.
:):)
 
well, i had a kid question the VERY FIRST call of the match... and went on to question about 1 a game (maybe every other game). it was pretty amazing. at one point he said "are you serious??? you got to be kidding me" then threw down his racquet, walked to the back fence to get a ball, walked back and picked up his racquet... then went on to continue his service game. it was very dramatic, and fairly entertaining!
 
i know what you did is pretty mean, but you must have been a tenacious 15 year old.

did you get warning? My 12 year old bro got a warning for his Hewitt style come ons

I was tenacious but up to that point only really directed it at myself. I just lost all sense of reason for about 5 seconds. As soon as I saw his surprised face falling to the ground I realised what I'd done.

I didn't get a warning - to be honest I don't think they knew what to do with me. The remaining 4 hours was very uncomfortable as no one would make eye contact and I had to sit on my own. If you'd walked in during the presentation ceremony you'd have thought it was a funeral.
 
This isn't from a tournament, but last year in tryouts for my high school team, in my final match to decide my record (I was 3-1) I played this freshman kid (I was a sophomore at the time).

I beat him pretty bad - 8-1 (pro set).

We played in ladder matches like two weeks later. All through warm-ups, the pre-practice jog, hitting to get warmed up, etc., he kept telling me how he was going to beat me this time.

I flattened him 8-0 this time...He spiked two frames into the ground, one of which was broken permanently. After the match (I hit a volley putaway on the last point) I just stayed at the net for three or four minutes as he stood in a corner of the courts and silently berated himself.

It was pretty funny, as we were the last match on - everyone still there (maybe ten or twelve guys, plus the coach) saw it and snickered.
 
Sadly this is about myself.

It was a friendly tennis match of doubles with my friends. About midway through the first set my partner and I were up 3-1 and I began to choke. I started decellerating my swings and dropping shots into the net. At 3-4(my serve)I choked on a serve double faulting causing my partner and I too lose the game and go down 3-5. The serve hit the net and the ball rolled back too my feet. I picked it up in frustration and whaled a forehand as hard as I could across the net(it was their serve so they needed the balls, lol).

The guys on the other side werent paying attention and my forehand shot smacked one of them right in the temple and knocked him clear to the ground. He struggled to see for 5 minutes but eventually recovered from it.

I apologized severly and he forgave me (thank goodness) and we continued to play out the match.
 
Someone I know very well was playing a USTA men's doubles match when one of his opponents hit a shot right at him that in his opinion was intentional and meant to hurt him. In his anger, the person I know took his racquet and tomahawked it end over end at the opponent that just hit him - narrowly missing the opponent with the racquet. To make this worse, this was 3.5 USTA men's league and the guy throwing the racquet was over 50 at the time. I believe he was suspended for a month.
 
My friend said he saved 10 MPs in a college match and won the match. the opponent left the court and proceeded to take each racquet out of his bag one at a time smashing each one to bits, then doing the same to the next until they were all demolished.

another is this real serious snob plastic surgeon doctor guy was 0-4 lifetime against this windmill serving total pusher/grinder (Rich). well the doc Oleh was up 4-1 in third set, on his way to first win over this pusher. He misses a shot and yells, as if he's losing - but he's WINNING, up 4-1. we knew he was nervous then. of course he was nervous. and ended up choking it away in a TB. it was so sad to see him lose again. he didn't lose it but he just sat down for like 5 minutes in his chair. then when he got up and walked out he suddenly had a severe ankle injury. it took him literally 15 minutes to walk off the court and out of the park. it should take 15 seconds. the injury was totally faked. the guy didn't play the league, he took a hiatus for 5 years ) he just came back this year.

I cant beat these storys, but the funniest that I saw was when my #2 Singles player a couple years ago tryed to chuck his racquet over the fence and the handle got caught in between the chain link almost on top of it.

It was a fairly high fence and he had to climb it to get his racquet back, serves him right!
 
I am ashamed to admit it but when I was 15 I pushed the umpires chair over with the umpire in it instead of shaking his hand.

The only consolation was that it wasn't a full size chair - it was a small tournament and the umpire was sitting on a high bar stool.

I went on to win the tournament but was like a pariah throughout the latter rounds.

I'm amazed you didn't get defaulted out of the tournament.
 
I'm amazed you didn't get defaulted out of the tournament.

Must admit I never remember anyone getting defaulted from any tournaments. I deserved it but I don't think they knew what to do with me.

Times have changed. Back then the swearing and racquet throwing were absolutely horrendous - it could be almost visceral on court. Especially mine I'm sad to say.

Nowadays it seems to have been replaced by a more clandestine form of warfare. Players tend to prefer banging their racquet on the ground now whereas we used to launch it accompanied with swear words. I sound like a really old fart don't I.
 
I cant beat these storys, but the funniest that I saw was when my #2 Singles player a couple years ago tryed to chuck his racquet over the fence and the handle got caught in between the chain link almost on top of it.

It was a fairly high fence and he had to climb it to get his racquet back, serves him right!

. . . which reminds me of a guy with whom I ued to play (mostly against him), an irritating sort of guy but, like many, OK off the court.

Anyway, he became frustrated with himself and tossed his racquet end-over-end style against the back fence. I was a classic . . . the racquet virtually "climed" the fence and toppled neatly on the other side. Now, this guy wasn't fit - or nimble - enough to climb the fence. The other three of us chuckled (fairly silently - until he got out of earshot), as he left the court, tail between his legs, having to walk past two other courts, through the clubhouse, into the parking lot and back behind our court. Priceless!
 
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I am ashamed to admit it but when I was 15 I pushed the umpires chair over with the umpire in it instead of shaking his hand.

The only consolation was that it wasn't a full size chair - it was a small tournament and the umpire was sitting on a high bar stool.

I went on to win the tournament but was like a pariah throughout the latter rounds.

Few years back I was watching a Parks Dept. match between a 40ish guy and a really immature 19 year old with very limited impulse control. (Since this was the big tourney of the summer, they pulled out all the stops and actually had umpires on real umpire chairs.) The umpire of this particular match was a 30 something woman who wouldn't normally have weighed 100 pounds soaking wet, but on this particular occasion she was "great with child." and a bit unsteady up on her chair. Anyway, the 19 year old was getting schooled and not taking it too well. The 40ish guy hit a great backhand down the line that landed a good foot inside. The kid called it out. The umpire overruled him. The kid lost it - picked up the ball and really smacked it right at the umpire, hitting her in the face, causing her to fall out of the chair. Unfortunately for Junior, her ex-college football player husband was sitting right next to the chair. To call what happened next "a beatdown" would be a gross understatement. (The umpire survived her fall with no damage.)
 
Few years back I was watching a Parks Dept. match between a 40ish guy and a really immature 19 year old with very limited impulse control. (Since this was the big tourney of the summer, they pulled out all the stops and actually had umpires on real umpire chairs.) The umpire of this particular match was a 30 something woman who wouldn't normally have weighed 100 pounds soaking wet, but on this particular occasion she was "great with child." and a bit unsteady up on her chair. Anyway, the 19 year old was getting schooled and not taking it too well. The 40ish guy hit a great backhand down the line that landed a good foot inside. The kid called it out. The umpire overruled him. The kid lost it - picked up the ball and really smacked it right at the umpire, hitting her in the face, causing her to fall out of the chair. Unfortunately for Junior, her ex-college football player husband was sitting right next to the chair. To call what happened next "a beatdown" would be a gross understatement. (The umpire survived her fall with no damage.)

That kid deserved a beat down, I want to hear more about it...


keep the stories coming all, they are hilarious.
 
about 10 years ago, in college, we were in Hilton Head for our spring Break trip playing against Quinapiac at a local Middle school or HS, I forget which it was.
Our #1 was a guy who won alot of matches through gamesmanship and doing whatever he could just to annoy the other guy.
Their #1 was dramatically better than our #1 on paper.
So they go up 4-1 in the 1st set. The guy double faults, shanking one into the fence and mishits the 2nd serve onto court 3. Our guy hits the balls back to him and says " nice serve bud"

The other guy gets a little annoyed. at every opportunity possible, our guy takes a jab at him and the guy starts getting really upset.

Eventually our guy wins the 1st set in a breaker and then its 5-5 in the 2nd.
The other guy double faults 3 times in a row and our guy yells out " hey bud, the record here is 6, u wanna go for the record, b/c youre really close"
...and he double faults again.

our guy holds and goes on to win in straight sets.

the other guy walks off the court. takes one racquet out and chuck it into a tree. It falls down. so our guy says, "what a waste, even the tree beat you"
So he throws it again ad it sticks in the tree, so his own teammates start laughing at him, at which time he grabs another racquet out of his bag and throws it on top of the school and walks back to the van.

Oh yeh--the schools are closed b/c HH is on spring Break too so I have no idea how or if he got his stuff back...we couldnt even get in the school to goto the bathroom or get water.

But even till today I tell my students that story b/c neither behavior was good, but to let someone bother u that much to cost u a match is just ridiculous--hilarious ...but ridiculous.
 
about 10 years ago, in college, we were in Hilton Head for our spring Break trip playing against Quinapiac at a local Middle school or HS, I forget which it was.
Our #1 was a guy who won alot of matches through gamesmanship and doing whatever he could just to annoy the other guy.
Their #1 was dramatically better than our #1 on paper.
So they go up 4-1 in the 1st set. The guy double faults, shanking one into the fence and mishits the 2nd serve onto court 3. Our guy hits the balls back to him and says " nice serve bud"

The other guy gets a little annoyed. at every opportunity possible, our guy takes a jab at him and the guy starts getting really upset.

Eventually our guy wins the 1st set in a breaker and then its 5-5 in the 2nd.
The other guy double faults 3 times in a row and our guy yells out " hey bud, the record here is 6, u wanna go for the record, b/c youre really close"
...and he double faults again.

our guy holds and goes on to win in straight sets.

the other guy walks off the court. takes one racquet out and chuck it into a tree. It falls down. so our guy says, "what a waste, even the tree beat you"
So he throws it again ad it sticks in the tree, so his own teammates start laughing at him, at which time he grabs another racquet out of his bag and throws it on top of the school and walks back to the van.

Oh yeh--the schools are closed b/c HH is on spring Break too so I have no idea how or if he got his stuff back...we couldnt even get in the school to goto the bathroom or get water.

But even till today I tell my students that story b/c neither behavior was good, but to let someone bother u that much to cost u a match is just ridiculous--hilarious ...but ridiculous.

Great story
 
My trademark in high school was to drop kick my racket...I didnt throw it, i drop kicked it. Mind you, this didnt happen very often and I didnt break any rackets.

It never failed, my own coach would always give me a warning (deservedly), of course.
 
Worst one I ever saw was on th golf course. Guy lost it worse than I have ever seen. Let's just say a pice of equipment on the golf course was irreparably damaged, and the fish in a nearby lake had a new iron to swim around.
 
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Can't believe I forgot about this one...

There was a guy who was the #1 player in my age in the juniors in my section... he got into it with one of the umpires who was known as a major hardass/jerk... he flew on the court giving some b.s. warning at the guy who had a big temper... the kid ended up throwing his racqet at the umpire, and completely flipped out... he ended up getting suspended from tournament play for a year... this was in the first year 16s... most people thought he was going to screw his whole tennis career because he wasnt #1 when he came back in the 18s... he ended up blossoming in D1 and has been on tour for several years now...
 
The funniest I can come up with is from an ITF junior event at my club in Denmark last summer.
A danish guy is playing one of two dutch twin brothers. Both the danish and the dutch guys are persons who like to be provocative etc.
At one point the dutch player hits a poor dropshot but follows it up at the net. He turns his back at the net, not to get hit. The Danish guy intentionally hits the ball pretty hard right in the back of the dutch guy. He totally loses it and turns around, jumps over the net, and pushes the danish guy in the chest and is very threating in his behaviour. He´s defaulted, of course, and thrown out of doubles with his brother as well.

Later that day his brother is playing an english kid, which is kind of a really annoying player.
He feels that the english guy is making some really bad calls, and at a point he refuses to continue. Eventually he proceeds, and when he loses the matchpoint he´s furious. Instead of shaking the english kid´s hand, he smashes a fist into the hand, and rushes out of the court. Out there the drama continues, as a big group of both dutch and english players are disussing it. Out there the dutch coach is unable to control the twin, and he pushes him - it was quite entertaining to watch
 
1) was in the quarters of a singles tournament. Just coudn't
focus b/c my opponents girlfriend was standing behind the
fence (behind him) watching him play. She had a full beard.
No joke. It wasn't stubble but like 1 inch long furryness. I was
trying not to laugh the whole time.

Too bad this story isn't in the gamesmanship thread...can you imagine the opportunities to get in the guys head on this one? (On the turn-over, "Have you considered having your girlfriend go with the goatee vs. the full beard? A lot of women are wearing them these days and it really helps slim the face" or even a simple "OMG - is THAT Big Foot?!?") I wonder if she had that belly hair that was posted on the other thread...
 
Sooo many great stories from you guys:)

Here's a few of mine.

1. My friend and I were hitting on a court next to some trees, and behind the trees was a house. My friend was playing really bad and finally he snapped. He picked up his racket and threw it as hard as he could against the fence, or that's what we thought. The racquet went over the fence, over the trees and landed 20 metres away hitting the house. Quickly we took our stuff and ran to the club house. 5 minutes later a very angry looking man was walking up to the club house holding a Head Prestige Classic 600 in his hand. He then asked my friend if this was his racquet, my friend takes the racquet, looks at it and in a very funny way says "Why I think it is, thank you for bringing it to me".
2. At an indoor tournament a guy snaps, throws his racquet as hard as he can against the court, only for it to bounce straight up in his face.
 
Social tryouts, what Social!

Last week, i pegged a guy standing at the service line square in the chest from a low bounce topspin forehand.

I say sorry, he protests and starts carrying on. I give him the truth, that the ball barely cleared the net and was traveling so slow from the angle that he should have hit it. :confused:

He didn't take that nicely and starts swearing obscenities and threatening to take me in the car park. I tell him politely to shut up and serve and to settle things on the court. I guess it didn't help that i was struggling not to crack up laughing when he started complaining. I mean who the hell threatens to kill someone after the match!?! :shock:

Funny thing his partner later nailed mine with a massive forehand from a close range sitter in the elbow. Talking pro level speed shot.
So hard that the ball rebounded off past there service line. I actually thought my partner made the shot and point was still alive. Partner was injured and i offered the choice of stopping, but no we soldiered on and won, without complaining. Getting hit occasionally is part of tennis.

This teams players have a history of excessive drinking and aggressive unacceptable behavior. :evil:

I'm going to see to it no ones drinks on court until after the official matches.
 
During a league game my friend was playing this singles match and things weren't really going in his favor. At one point he was just so frustrated and filled with anger that he threw his racquet, backwards over his shoulder, over the fence of the court, right into this big tree! It took us half an hour to get the racquet back on the ground.
 
I was playing a 3.5 match about a month ago....i'm 27 my partner is about the same age...guys we were playing were probly in their 40's....2nd game..we're returning the guy throws up a lofty 2nd serve and I drive it down the line..smack his partner in the leg...i immediately apologize, but he's already fuming...picks the ball up, spikes it at me and proceeds to throw a tantrum because apparently we'd been "high fiving, and fist pumping" and I apparently hit him on purpose.

we struggled to calm down after that but won the match 6-4, 6-1....it was quite humerous..this guy must have been used to playing with people that don't ever show emotion...
 
I was playing a 3.5 match about a month ago....i'm 27 my partner is about the same age...guys we were playing were probly in their 40's....2nd game..we're returning the guy throws up a lofty 2nd serve and I drive it down the line..smack his partner in the leg...i immediately apologize, but he's already fuming...picks the ball up, spikes it at me and proceeds to throw a tantrum because apparently we'd been "high fiving, and fist pumping" and I apparently hit him on purpose.

we struggled to calm down after that but won the match 6-4, 6-1....it was quite humerous..this guy must have been used to playing with people that don't ever show emotion...

See post #20 - perhaps this was the same guy!!!!
 
well he didn't tomahawk his racquet at me...if he did I don't think the match would have gone on...but pretty much the same situation....i mean i take tennis pretty seriously even though i'm only a 3.5..but I just can't understand the people in some of these stories.....crazy folks!!
 
When I was playing a lot of paddle tennis in Los Angeles, there was this one jerk (who actually was nice off the court, but a real ahole on the court) that we were playing a doubles match against. I am serving to win the match. The jerk, still angry at our calling one of his balls out a few points earlier, calls an obviously in ball, out. We challenge him on it, he won't change his call, and his partner is not getting involved. I finally get sick of his crap, and since we are about to beat him in the match anyway, I said, fine, your point. So, the next point, i am serving to the jerk, and in paddle tennis you have to serve underhand, and you only get one try (no such thing as a double fault). I am still pissed off, and I serve the ball right to the middle of his chest, the ball hits his chest, and I cheerfully say, thats an ACE, and I move to start serving to the jerk's partner. The jerk, has not moved since i 'aced' him, he is just standing in the same position, probably frozen with hysterical rage. I serve to the partner, the partner returns the ball to one of us, and we hit it back to the jerk, who still is not moving. The ball goes by him, and we win the point and the match. I am ready to shake hands and let bygones be bygones, but the jerk comes over to me waiving his tennis paddle and saying he wants to fight me, but we are split up by our respective partners. At least we got the win!
 
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I was playing a 3.5 match about a month ago....i'm 27 my partner is about the same age...guys we were playing were probly in their 40's....2nd game..we're returning the guy throws up a lofty 2nd serve and I drive it down the line..smack his partner in the leg...i immediately apologize, but he's already fuming...picks the ball up, spikes it at me and proceeds to throw a tantrum because apparently we'd been "high fiving, and fist pumping" and I apparently hit him on purpose.

we struggled to calm down after that but won the match 6-4, 6-1....it was quite humerous..this guy must have been used to playing with people that don't ever show emotion...

Not sure what that guy was upset about. If anything he should be upset his partner threw up a creampuff serve. He should be playing back or expect to get a very fastpaced ball at him. :)
 
Saw this thread and thought id share a story. Ill see if I can even remember it all:

Playing in the finals of the Section Mens Open a couple years ago. Its against this MN Gopher player who I guess I wont name, but he was #1 seed, made the Spring NCAA singles tournament, very good player but an absolute monster. He started out talking about random things to me during the warmup, even while he is volleying asking me questions. First point of the match I won, and he shouts as loud as he can "NO!!! DONT MISS THAT!!". Anyways I got down about 2-5 or so but I came back to win the set in a tiebreak. At the end of the tiebreak after the last point he hunches over, makes a face like he is going to die or throw up, makes a gagging type sound, and then as he comes to his chair passing by me he says something like "Wow, I never thought Id see the day, great job" and he sticks his hand out to give me 5. During the 2nd set when he loses points he is slamming balls at the celing, back tarp, and yelling things like "Whats he gunna do, hit a winner?", "Look at this guy, drop shot, cheat, drop shot, cheat", "I guess we have Andre Agassi over here", he would question my calls which I was certain about and I would try to say something and explain but he would look at the umpire to ask and then interrupt me and say "Im not asking YOU!". When he won big points he is screaming things like "I will NEVER lose to you!!" And near the end on changeovers he would get a foot from my face and scream "Never in your F-ing dreams will you beat me!", "You got NOTHING!!". I was again down about 1-5 or 2-5 and came back to even it up but lost the set 5-7. The rules of the tournament were to play 10-point tiebreakers for the 3rd set, and the guy is telling me "lets play it out, its tough to go the distance with great players. Are you man enough? Im going to the bathroom you think about it". We played the breaker, and I got up early about 6-3 or so and he called a very close ball out that I thought was good. He says "Come on man I wouldnt cheat you now at this point". I got tight, even missing some putaway shots and he would yell "THATS the one, you got him!". He was then up 9-8 and hit a ball in the corner out of my reach that was very close that would have ended the match, and I actually thought it was going to be in, but after it bounced I saw it a little bit out and called it so. He completely freaked out, came toward the net arguing his case and shouting at me, and I just kept saying I saw it out, even looked over at the people watching and they confirmed it for me as well. Then after a little bit he did a turnaround and just said "9-9, give me the balls, GIVE me the balls! Ill beat you anyway!". I won the next two points to win, and the guy is coming toward the net not saying anything but fuming and looking like he wants to attack me. I said "what, you want to fight?" and he said he did, I just didnt shake his hand at the net and went to get my stuff. Then he is talking about how Im a scrub and I "just go to some shtty Division 2 school". I told him he was an embarassment and every single person watching can see that he is a jerk. Anyways he storms out, and I get my check and go home. But the real story almost starts after that!

He somehow gets my cell phone number off Facebook probably and CALLS me the next day! He is swearing up a storm at me and telling me how bad I am, and how Ive never beaten any good players. He says "Im gunna write your name on my shoe; everytime I get tired and see it Im going to work harder". He keeps berating me for a while and then I just tell him about how he acts and that everyone is going to remember him for that and not how good he is. I also tell him the reason I didnt transfer to MN to play instead of St Cloud was because of him being on the team and theres no way I could put up with that. I talk pretty civil though after and actually say alot of good things about him, I guess trying to settle things for good and maybe make him feel sorry for doing that to me ever again. This works to an extent I think and eventually he does a turnaround and says he wants to start training with me. lol! I just say good luck for next season and that ends it. A few weeks later he sends me an email insulting my girlfriend and picking out features about her to insult. Then he wants to play me for at least $200 somewhere. Needless to say, this guy is a lunatic, youd have to see him play. The thing is, he is almost ALWAYS like this so there are a million stories like this of him doing different antics. It was sweet to finally beat him
 
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Wow!!!! That is classic - the length of the post scared me at first but definitely worth the read! Would be nice for people in the "Gamesmanship" thread to read this one as well as a few others on here as there clearly is a difference between strategy and just being a jerk!

Thanks for taking the time to post this!
 
I was the umpire of this high school tennis match and I was sitting on a high bar stool. This kid pushed me out of my chair instead of shaking my hand, but I didn't give him a warning. The remaining 4 hours seemed very uncomfortable for him as no one would make eye contact and he had to sit on my own. I walked in during the presentation ceremony I thought it was a funeral. Hahah jk [:
 
I once got so angry during practice that I almost busted my knuckles on the surface of a hard court. I didn't want to break my racquet and needed some way to vent. It was definitely the dumbest thing I've ever done. And it hurt... really, really bad. So five minutes later, I punched the fence instead. And yes, I do have anger problems. Lol.
 
Back in the 70s, I was playing my doubles partner in the high school state singles semis. I won the first set, and was up in the second, when the first bad call happened. And then the next. I asked him something to the effect of, "Are your serious???" He just said, "Yes", and smiled.

Well, I was in a very bad emotional state at that point. I lost the set, and with a few more questionable calls in the the 3rd, I lost that as well.

My opponent/partner came up to the net to shake hands, and gave me the same smile he did when he first started hooking me. Boiling over, I was about to tomahawk my racquet at him. Instead, I launched it straight down at the court. My Jack Kramer Autograph disintegrated.

Needless to say, the doubles partnership was over..
 
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