And I'm Okay, even if you know nothing about tennis or volleyball or sports in general, I still think this is probably going to work. It's going to make sense.

I started playing tennis a few years back. It's a fun game. It's way, way, way harder than it looks.

I mean, from the outside looking in,

I thought it was the easiest sport.

And I'd get to it when I'm older because of how easy

is whack the ball into the giant inn area,

and wait for your opponent to screw up?

I don't know, it looks slow, it looked easy, it's not that.

It's much more difficult than I anticipated.

And when I started playing tennis,

one of the dumb things of many dumb things that I would do is when I would move up toward the net on an easy ball that's floating there above the net.

I'd run up and I'd this karate-Ninja samurai

slam-e slam thing where I would try to mash the ball

as hard as I could into the ground on my opponent's side of the net.

That felt instinctively like what I needed to do.

But here's the funny thing about tennis. You get a bounce in tennis. It's allowed to bounce once.

If it bounces twice, then you lose. but if it only bounces once on your side,

you're still good, the point is still going. And so I would drill the ball, like,

yeah, ha-ha! Straight into the ground. And then it goes a mile into the air and my opponent, while it's still floating around up there would look at me like

why did you do that and then they'd wait for the ball to come down and just put it away and

take the point from me and for the longest time I'd scratch my head I'm like

oh why am I so bad at the net and finally had a friend

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