I was nervous. Heart-pounding, hands-shaking nervous. And I’d just stepped on the court.
SHANK! WHOOSH! CRAAAAAAACK!
Warming up was like an 80s batman movie — each shot discovering a new part of the racket that wasn’t the strings, or…
I’ve never been one to shy away from hard work — give me drills, exercises, hitting practice, I’ll do it until my body gives out on me.