Work is for People who don’t Play Tennis.

How true

Woody Allen described a perfect metaphor in Match Point that there are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward and you win. Or maybe it doesn’t, and you lose.

And so in life … the Fairbank break; the bonds; Uncle Harry; Uncle Weiliang; off to Hong Kong; 水禾田, the Goudey break; my little pen .. my biggest luck has to be my loving family.

There are much similarities life and tennis share (ok .. I need a life ..): the marriage; the shilly-shally; the penchant for fairness; or maybe not quite); the good sportsmanship, the sufferings; .. IF I consistent and persistent stick my racket out one more time, I might just win that point. And that point could be the game .. the set … and ultimately .. the match.

and .. acute lack of tennis might lead to adultery.

I arrived in New York from Hong Kong armed with three badminton racquets (that I still use today) but soon found out that tennis’ game in town. I almost pulled my arm when I first picked up a Prince: so heavy. I told myself that there’s no way I should, would and could stick to the sport. Should visit this thought often.

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A quote from Andre Agassi

It’s no accident, I think that tennis uses the language of life. Advantage, service, fault, break, love, the basic elements of tennis are those of everyday existence, because every match is a life in miniature. Even the structure of tennis, the way the pieces fit inside one another like Russian nesting dolls, mimics the structure of our days. Points become games becomes sets become tournaments, and it’s all so tightly connected that any point can become the turning point. It reminds me of way seconds become minutes become hours, and any hour can be our finest. Or darkest. It’s our choice.


The lessons of tennis is the language of maturity. Tennis makes you perceptive, proactive, reactive all at the same time. Tennis teaches you the subtlety of human interaction, the curse and blessing of cause and effect. Tennis teaches you there’s no such thing as perfect, you wanna be perfect, you hope to be perfect, and then you’re out there and realize you’re far from perfect. And after playing tennis, you never forget that we are all connected.

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