Archive for March, 2011

One of those times ..

Besides the senior moment, I now have the menopause moment too, and it strikes often.. .. like last night. It would have been a close one but Irene just couldn’t get her act together. The girl opened match by serving it first. We danced around deuce few time but she eventually took it. I was thinking, cool, going to be a competitive match.
I double faulted on game point, set point and match point .. hopefully I’m not going to DF on life point??!!
Sorry partner.
will try harder next time..
We even called the score wrong but our opponents corrected .. no it’s game.
Nice of them.
Wine and dine at the National Tennis Center

My weekday AM group would linger at the lobby after the game; some times llllooong after the game. And some times before the game. Many days their routine would be
.. tennis.
.. lounging around
.. lunch
.. mahjong (majiang)

.. dinner
The new lineup sheet!
I think this is the best lineup sheet I’d seen so far. The league ought to make amendment … ha ha ha ..
Good to know other captains forget things too.
The opposing cap (see the mid pix) came bit late and holding this plate.
Pretty cool
Is he wining and dinning at the NTC again??!!
And as usual, I wasn’t invited?

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For Women in Sports, A.C.L. Injuries Take Toll

Now, she can only watch on heels! I was dumbfounded to see an athlete on the injured list – left knee – at the court side on HIGH HEELS. Patrick (Pat) Riley was a sleek dresser but he was a coach and his knees were injured .. so what’s this all about? Wanting to look good for the camera? Risking your knee? Not worth it, girl!

PHILADELPHIA — This is not the homecoming that Caroline Doty wanted, surgical scars having formed a vague T on her left knee, her contribution to Connecticut this season limited to charting plays from the bench instead of leading the team at point guard.

Three times Doty has torn the anterior cruciate ligament in her left knee, an injury that has afflicted sports like basketball and soccer, where women are up to five times more likely than men to have their careers interrupted for reasons that are believed to be anatomical, biomechanical and hormonal.

“I’m hanging in there, but it’s tough watching,” said Doty, 21, a junior at UConn and former basketball and soccer star at Germantown Academy in Fort Washington, Pa.

On Sunday, UConn (34-1) will face its Big East rival Georgetown (24-10) for the third time this season in the semifinals of the Philadelphia Region. A year ago, Doty was a starter as the Huskies won a second consecutive N.C.A.A. title. Now, she can only watch.

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The winter blues

Last Saturday we played at a little friendly tourney at the Nation Tennis Center, 7-11pm. Three and half pairs of my team had joined. And we were assigned in the same court. Wondering why would we want to do that since we play each other all the time? Two courts were reserved for mixed and the tourney mixed all the mixed pairs to play, the couples’ rating ranging from 6.5 to 8.0. And they gave out trophies at the end.


The designated photographer Charlie took many pictures. Look at the blue hue, very sharp cerulean came to mind.
Our 7th match went smoothly. The opponent came prepared, two 6.5 combo and one 7.0. They stacked the game, putting the strongest – at least on paper – the 7.0 pair at third doubles. They like something different, out of ordinary: last time the team put out an ineligible pair. The players were all very nice and polite. Stephanie used to be on my team but this time (the Queens league) we couldn’t really afford her since we only have one 4.0. She is, as usually, talkative and was questioning my partner’s acumen of the game, asking him if he knew how to warm up, :). I really enjoy having her around; glad she found a new team to play on. She served very well and her forehand worked well too.
The match scores and team standings in our Division I. The Queens League has only two divisions for 7.0. The 8.0 has two divisions and 6.0 has one only. We are 9 points behind the first team but we’re one match less.
The end is near


Slight different blues




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Our 6th match was played yesterday at NTC on clay. Crisis, Crisis, and more Crisis. The first crisis was, I’m having mid life crisis! The second crisis: I forgot to send out the lineup .. the third crisis was forgot to bring balls. It’s totally my fault: the opposing team even mentioned it in the confirmation email – thank you Doug, it’s really nice for you to do so. The third doubles players from both side (two couples: not sure about the opponents but they have the same last name .. ) each offered me a can of balls: thank you all! And Kai went to the Pro shop to get the third can. I’m brain dead and contracting Alzheimer’s disease…

Ricky and I played the second string. We were pretty tight in the first four games, everyone held own serve. Then I didn’t know what happened but Ricky took the set at 2.
The second set began with my partner served first again. Some how we were leading 4:1.
The guy served and held.
Irene served and lost
The lady served and held
Holy smoke.
Then everyone held his/her own, tie break followed. I tried hard to focus and to pull myself together.
Guess we were less nervous or the Lord was moved by my sincerity, we won the tie break 7:4. Phew.

As soon as we shocked hands at the net, our first doubles team who had finished before us on court 3, said to us,

“打毛波 .. they cheat.”

My teammates referred to a point we hit to the corner of the ad court. The man was at the baseline. (Our first doubles mates were at their baseline too and saw the shot was well inside of the court.) He hesitated. The lady was near the net and she went to baseline. They had a discussion about it.
Then our opponents rendered their verdict:
It was out.
The guy even came to the net to demonstrated how far out it was and where it landed.
I remembered joking to Ricky,
“Gee .. they to have a meeting to decide a shot .. ” Some elaborated operation.

I said nothing, what’s the point?

  1. It’s their call – no need to argue. Like I said, so far I haven’t encounter anyone intentional cheat on line calls.
  2. The rule said IF the player is unsure of a shot, then the opponent gets the point – we should been have awarded the point but we didn’t.

I wasn’t going to enforce the rule because I don’t like confrontation. Both Ricky and I noticed our first point was ended with a shot that sailed long. The guy took it behind the baseline without letting it to bounce. We took it as 0:15. But really, we could have it as 15:0. I personally experienced this before, when I played elsewhere (for the yellow glove lady). I stopped a very long shot without letting it bounce. It was a tight singles match and my opponent and her teammates jumped on me ..

There are rules and there are people.. ..


This afternoon Dan and I lost to Irene and her honey 0:4! 4 bagels, 4 eggs at NTC Court 5 where I lost my playoffs match on Saturday. I was so tired, I hardly could move by third set. I found myself wondering off all the time. Kai said to me on Saturday
“Please, we have a match to play .. ” when he saw me watching the matches on both sides.
Today, Wah finally had it, said ..
“Have you finished watching?” ..

Irene and Honey are on a roll, they just called for a match tomorrow at 11am. Sigh. I resign. I surrender. I give up.

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He makes me feel so normal ..

Leagues with 8 or more teams with 3 divisions: the 1st place team in each division, and the 2nd place team with the most points (amongst all the divisions) will advance to playoffs

The first place team from each division make playoffs (3 spots). The 4th playoff spot is determined by the team having the most points amongst all 3 divisions.

As we were approaching the exit 9P on the Grand Central Parkway from the East to the National Tennis Center, there was a parked car. I kid you not. It’s dark and we were dumbfounded. It’s not the highway shoulder for Pete’s sake. What’s more? The male driver opened his door without the slightest regard to the traffic and fellow drivers. And he got out. By then, we were exited already so I didn’t know what happened. Hopefully all was right.

It’s first round of playoffs for the Manhattan League 3 divisions. We faced the strongest team in the 7.0 mixed doubles flight: they won 122.5 points out of possible 130. The matches were scheduled at 7pm but we were advised to get there 30 minutes prior. In fact, our first and second doubles teams were called to work at around 6:45 as the courts became available. Kai and I was the third doubles, didn’t get on court till 7.

The USTA roving umpire came over performing the coin toss with a nickle. Not a quarter? Guess the economic downturn has severely affect the game as well. He’s new or I haven’t been playing the league long enough to know everyone. He asked each of us where do we live: the farthest got to call head or tail. Although I’m only 10 miles away from the NTC but I got to call because the ump deemed the Bronx where our opponents live is farther. I called head and the head it was. We decided to receive.
The guy looked very neat and composed, Rafa Nadal’s neat. He wore a short that’s more office than court. The trousers has two darker strips lined the inside of the thighs – adductors. For a moment I thought he wet himself. Then his 100+ mile per hour second serve took my mind off his pants. He has the best serve I’ve played so far on the league. Some male players would soften his serve when poor me was on the receiving end, so I didn’t get to experience or handle the real forceful men power .. until this Saturday. I wasn’t intimidated but I just couldn’t get to it -:). He aced me left and right. (AT this writing, the new world record of serving is set by Croatia’s Ivo Karlovic: 251 kmph or 156mph.)

Then couple of shots later when I finally managed to return his serve .. no .. actually it’s when I finally was able to barely get my racket on his serve. My return landed in the mid court. He rushed in for a deadly kill with a loud grunt, and felt on to the ground. The ball went out with a menacing speed, hitting the blue panel with a deafening thud. However, his grunt was very eerie, like a wounded cub or toddler whose favored toy was being taken away; almost girlie. Very contradicting from his tranquil facade.

I have always disgusted by my ugly grunt and wishing if I could trade any stokes for it. I think I’m ok with it now -:) He certainly made me feel my grunt isn’t as ugly as I thought before. SO .. thanks a ton!

Throughout the match, he aimed at Kai all the time, which was often since lovely Irene knows how to set up her partner up. Sight. I did ask Kai if there were marks left from the battle. He just laughed it off.

I were to serve the second and surprisingly held my serve till I was serving for the first set at 5:4, and at 40:love. You’d think Irene can rise to the occasion.

Think again -:(

We lost first set at 7:5. We got swept. Totally.

My Big Bro was there too and he offered similar observation on our opponent. He’s going to go back to Beijing in about three months, permanently. Happy relocating Big Bro!

I took a shower and came out finding my chauffeur and his wife were waiting, to whisk me to dinner. Guess they weren’t too mad at me for losing the match as to abandon me. They even tipped me! Being captain does have it perks. Oh well, hope the league isn’t going to find out about this. I didn’t ask for it !!!

So… we are done with Manhattan.

So I’m happy: being chauffeur to the matches in lux; having good time playing with my kids mates..

So life is good.

I just wanted to take this opportunity to thank everyone on the team, for your consideration, cooperation and tolerance (of me). I really appreciated your support. We’re a team and we had good time.

The End.

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