....have fuzzy balls!  

RogueAgent000 51M
62 posts
5/23/2006 5:13 am

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....have fuzzy balls!


My long lost companion has returned after a long absence...disappeared off the scene last summer, kind of unexplained, but is now back in the grind. While not exciting for the majority of people, it means a great deal to me. It's my tennis companion, someone who shares my interest and work ethic on the court.

Tennis has given so much to me that I may never be able to return the favor. I first picked up a racquet 30 years ago, set it down for a hot second, and realized that my passion for it was never ending. At one point, all I could do was eat, drink, and sleep the sport.

Tennis has afforded me many great friendships across the U.S., allowed me to bring the sport to those who otherwise might not have been exposed to it, and granted me opportunities for a job. Likewise, tennis has allowed me benefit of good health and given me the chance to meet my childhood idol...Tennis has always been there for me. Maybe it chose me rather that me choosing it? It's the first thing I fell in love with and is my outlet...

So...what about you? What takes you back to your early days, what one thing do you still hold on to after all this time? What or who is you single passion from early on in your life?

Gotta go "do it on the court!"

jdocfunguy 51M

5/23/2006 4:16 pm

Man, I could use some tennis lessons. I like the sport but never learned how to properly play. Same for golf. I guess I'm drawn to single player sports rather than team sports. I'm not very competitive except against myself.


RogueAgent000 replies on 5/23/2006 5:33 pm:
That in itself can be usefull

rm_wetfingeraz 55F
3012 posts
5/23/2006 5:21 pm

The Chicago Cubs. My first trip to Wrigley was in April, I was 14 and freezing my ass off in the left field seats. But, that was it, I was hooked on baseball and the Cubs. No other place like it in the world.


RogueAgent000 replies on 5/23/2006 5:35 pm:
Common ground...so you must go to Spring Training. Live in Chicagoland for many years and wasn't allowed in the front door until I was a Chicago fan! Damn the Curse!

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