In Your Face AnPin

I brought this really old tennis racket to our school in order to fulfill one lifelong dream: to learn how to play tennis. 

This particular racket has been with the Family since 1983.  My Dad bought it in Saudi Arabia the first time he was there in the mid-80s.  Although I was very young back then (10 yrs. old) I was already watching tennis on TV.  I saw black and white images of McEnroe, Borg, Lendl, Navratilova, Evert-Lloyd play their hearts out for the game.  And so with these as idols, I dreamt of playing tennis.  However, the dream became, just that, a dream.  I realized, even before I began to hold the racket that tennis was an expensive sports to go into. 

I let the dream pass me by... Graf, Sampras, Agassi, Rafter... I played tennis as video games...  Seles, Hingis, Roddick... I longed for tennis on cellphones... Williams, Henin, Nadal, Federer... until yesterday.

Andrew, Mark, and especially Aids were instrumental in my finally playing a real tennis match, albeit a mere one set game. Also, these three assisted me in winning my very first tennis battle; Aids as teammate and coach; the other two as opponents and therefore the losers.

My, my.  I think I drew first blood there and initiated a lifelong rivaly on our school's Tennis court. 

Well, as they say, let the game begin...