A Day in the Life of a Tennis Racket
Wow I am tired today. My owner Roger Federer played the third round of Australian Open Grand slam Tennis tournament. Wow he was hitting hard, I felt the blows right on my string. You think he’d slow down just a tiny bit to help me gather my senses. But oh know he was tearing apart his opponent. What was his name again? Let me gather my thoughts,Oh yes, “Teymuraz Gabashvilli”, woh I had a hard time repeating his name,it’s a whole mouthful.
I feel great I helped him to win in straight sets, it was : 6/2 6/2 and 6/3. You’d think he had to get a flight out but, I reminded him Roger, “In a grand Slam you need to win seven matches to win the trophy.”
Now back to the practice court I go to help win the next one. Guys pray for me I have to endure the blows. I’d like to think my owner Roger has a chance if he plays one match at a time. He need not think of his opponents like Nadal or Murray.
I am happy he did not have to play more than three sets today, or I’d still be in pain. I have to be ready for the fourth match. Sometimes I wonder why did I choose to be tennis racket. You can hardly imagine how difficult it is to keep my owner happy!