Center Court

I’m waking up late this Monday morning. After watching too much 9/11 stuff before bedtime, I was having dreams of terrorist attacks on our home in East LA. Ugh! But luckily, as I was opening my eyes, I felt like I heard clapping and roars of cheers. What a great way to wake up, to cheering from crowds.

Today’s the final of the men’s draw for the U.S. Open. Because of work, I missed the women’s final. After watching highlights and Serena's outursts,I'm glad Stosur won and It left a bad taste in mouth for Serena: she was tasteless!

As for the men's draw, I’m glad to have Nadal and Djokovic in the final; They're my two favorites! I’m hoping for a great match regardless of the winner. I'll root for both.

I’ve been playing tennis off and on for over 20 years. When I first picked up the racket back in SF, it felt like it belonged in my hand. I fell in love with the sport immediately. In recent years, I have played more often with my great friend Alex. We would play until my legs could no longer move. I love everything about the sport, the physical side and even more the mental chess game.

If I could come back and get a second chance in life, I would want to come back as a professional tennis player.

The piece here is titled, Center Court.” It’s obviously inspired by my love for tennis. I could literally stay home for hours watching it, while in between playing with my Fisher Price Little People.

Many years ago, I read The Inner Game of Tennis by W. Timothy Gallwey. It really changed the way that I played my tennis. But whether you play tennis or not, it’s a good read and can be applied to so many areas in life. Here is a quote from the book:

“The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change; yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is."

Have a fantastic week!