Kicking Butt

Someone asked me today if I kicked butt at Daytona this past weekend. My reply was that I got my butt kicked and then I kicked someone else butt. It was the Senior 7.0 Mixed Doubles Tennis Tournament ---state finals. Pretty impressive. Felt right at home with all the Seniors. We all walked around quit cocky, telling each other how good we looked for our age. I'm only 4 years into this SeniorLand. Its not so bad, especially when I am standing next to a 80 year old. It makes me look like some hot chick!!!

My partner, Ernie and I faced off with a team from St. Pete. We had 10 minutes of warmup. Now really. I think seniors should be allowed a few more minutes. It takes a bit more time to warm up our engines. We certainly don't want to pull anything. We had some really great shots, and we had some really bad shots. The problem was that the bad ones didn't overcome the good ones. With two rain delays, we finished. Our butts kicked.

The next day Ernie and I faced off with a team from Gainesville. A really tall guy who never smiled and a lady that looked like a school teacher. The pace of the game was a much better match. We split sets and it got down to tie breaker. Ernie was pulled wide, and hit a tremendous shot down the line. I was jumping and pumping my arms. Two points to go, and it was my turn to serve. "Oh, please don't let my arms turn to rubber". I served the to school marm and we got the point. One point to go and we would win. The opposing giant was hitting forehand winners all day. I had to serve to him. First serve - out. Second serve, I tossed it up. Now I've been practicing my kick serve for the last month. Its like hitting a superball. It bounces up unexpectedly. I knew he could hit pace. He'd been doing it all day. So up the ball went, I hit it with arms that were strong, and the kick serve went in, bounced up and he hit it out.

What can I say....shot of a lifetime. We kicked butt!