I had one good racket, a Wilson Javelin. It was my favorite racket, and I made the mistake of putting it next to the heater. It just got so hot that it melted.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had not picked up a tennis racket in 15 years, so I tried.
I used to play a lot of racket sports, tennis and squash.
I'm one injury away from hanging up the racket at any time.
I got my first tennis racket on my seventh birthday. And because we had a tennis court in our backyard, I played every day. By ten I was playing competitively.
I am the type of guy that always looks into the future. But, of course, you never completely forget a javelin in your shoulder.
I looked at my shoulder and saw a javelin stuck in it. I was in shock.
I grip very close to the butt of the racket. This allows me to get a lot of wrist action to create more spin and whip.
If the javelin had hit me 10cm to the left, it would have punctured my lung, 20cm higher the throat, which would have been the worst-case scenario. Just 1cm higher and it would have hit bone, muscle and tendon and that would have been the end of my sporting career.
I saw a boy of the crew purchasing javelins of them with bits of platters and broken glass.
I carried through well with my tennis. I got the respect by usage of the tennis racket.