I was reminded of an old story tonight at tennis. Years ago I was selected to play one game with the Washington Generals, the team that plays the Harlem Globetrotters. My role was simple, receive a pass, shoot, be fouled, go to the free throw line and take some abuse from a Harlem Globetrotter, pants pulled down or something. I was supposed to do it once each half. The first time I caught the ball, a Harlem Globetrotter was on top me so fast I couldn’t even get a shot off, so we had to do it again…. then back to the bench. At halftime in the locker room, the players from the Generals were upset about their play… ie, there is a real game in between the jokes and gags.
The reason it came up, tonight at tennis I was teamed up with two 5.0 players (I am a 3.5 rated player) and the tennis pro at Grandover. The tennis was a couple of notches faster than I normally play and the pro was serious about winning. I held my own for 3 sets, and my team won all 3 sets, the last one 6-1. I know they took it somewhat easy on me, at least until some critical points but I had a blast!
Plus my sock and shoe game was on point!