Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Wednesday Night Tennis People
~Wednesday Night Tennis People~
Heading to the Green Center
to play tennis with people
older than my parents.
What a thrill to see friends
playing and serving and aging
all in the name of the little yellow ball.
Familiar faces, hugs, and welcomes
from the permanent court people.
Tonight I am a substitute player paired
twice with an opposite gender partner.
“I don’t like to lose,” he tells me,“so don’t mess up.”
I hear this every time we play together.
Across the net the composite age
is about 160. We are only 105.
I assure my white, wiry-haired partner we will win.
The pop of the sound of tennis balls fills
my head for the next hour and a half. Shouts hailing
my brilliance come as often as the words
“waaaaayyyyy out,” when the ball just misses the line.
Nothing is too serious until we are down in score.
Tense serves and tennis chatter between the partners
brings the players in the present. We win,
because we don’t lose.
Partners change when eight people play
on two courts. The winning teams pair up
and exchange partners while the two losing teams
do the same. There is no shame in position with
the Wednesday Night Tennis People. All win,
because they don’t lose.
Point, Game, Set, Match. Court time over.
Off to Murry’s, the restaurant where a table
is waiting for the Tennis People to imbibe.