So your tennis record got stolen?

It did.

Oh my goodness me.

What happened?

It's all the news here in Adelaide.

It's all anyone can talk about.

Excalibur.

That's right.

Yeah, I look, this is the problem with tennis racket bags, like guitar bags, they're shaped exactly like the contents inside them so you don't know the contents

are missing until you open them. So I literally arrived at the tennis court,

zipped it open, reached inside and there was was nothing there except, you know, balls and crap and, you know, a couple of sweatbands.

Didn't you notice the weight when you took it out of the car and carried it to the court?

No, there were a couple of tennis ball like cylinders in there, so no I didn't notice it.

So it was stolen from in your car, was it?

I don't know.

And the bag was like rezipped and everything.

Yes, yes.

It's almost like a magic trick. It's bizarre.

You sure you didn't lose it.

How am I going to lose it? What am I going to do?

You sure it didn't just crumble under the might of that workout I gave you when I was in Australia on court.

That's what it didn't disintegrate in my hand.

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