Pickleball League

I was asked to join the Andover pickleball league for a game in Eden Prairie and I figured 'what the heck' and signed up.

This necessitated leaving about 5:00 for a one hour drive to the courts with a group who were carpooling.  We got there just in time to use the porta-potty and warm up a bit.

The warm up wasn't really needed as we got killed 11 - 0 our first game.  The woman serving made all 11 points and we never even got a turn to serve  It was a new and very humiliating experience for me.

We won the second game, only because I needed to wipe the smirk of one of the ladies faces, but then lost the third one.

I've never seen such phenomenal playing!  The opposing team was just brutal with killer serves and great placement.  And they were nice to boot so I couldn't even hate them properly.

We were supposed to get back home about 8:30, but it was decided that we'd do a double header to avoid the long drive a second time.  Oh great...and especially when I was playing so crappy.

By this time it's dark and we're playing under the lights, a new experience for me.  Our last game the opposing team asked if we could call it a tie since she was exhausted and just wanted to go home.  Couldn't agree fast enough!

It was very late by the time I got back to my RV.  Left Brain was already asleep so I sipped my drink and read while I mentally licked my wounds until I was ready for bed.

And just when I thought I was starting to get good at this sport!

Long Live the Humbled Queen