After a while Samantha decided I should work on my serve. Lets face it, I havent had a tennis racquet in my hand for a good many years. It was probably in a gym class in high school that I last attempted the game. I dont think it was one of my strong points, because I never pursued the game.
And so, like my volleying, my serving sucked.
Tomorrow morning Ill get Marcy and Lisa together and well teach you how to serve. Now get the ball higher in the air and give it a good follow through after you make contact with the ball.
Again and again I hit the ball to her. I couldnt seem to move fast enough to get from my serving position to the place she decided to return it. After three hours wed had enough. Samantha decided that Id never be a real tennis player, but I could learn good e
