Tennis Predictions For Today Novels & Stories

"Hi, Robert. You're kidding! No, it's perfect here. Damn. OK, we'll reschedule." Penny looked at me quizzically as I took the next exit and began heading back home. "That was our opponent," I told her. "He told me that a rainstorm just passed through and the courts are unplayable." Atlanta is notorious for isolated showers that can drench one area of the city while the sun is shining brightly only a few miles away. Penny was clearly disappointed. "Darn it, I was really looking forward to playing today." "Listen," I said, "why don't we go back to the club? We can get in some practice, and maybe there'll be somebody there willing to play."

Guess that’s why it was called the VIP area. As they made their way there, Andre stated, matter of factly, to Colleen who was probably still wondering why tickets to a ‘meaningless’ tennis game were overpriced and sold out. “The two opponents are Gregory Bellingham and Winston Stone. Know them?” She shook her head in negativity. “They’re in the Adult League State Tennis Championship being held in Michigan this year. Apparently, they are the best, top two even. Although this is merely a friendly, people say it could be a reflection on who would win the State Championship this year.”

But I wasn't good enough today. Before I left I checked next weeks matches. I was scheduled at 10am against Julie Schmidt. She was good, but I was better. Excellent. I could take my frustrations out on her. At least that's what I was feeling now. By next Saturday I'd be in a good mood again, just happy to be on a tennis court against a quality opponent. Probably.