My first tennis tournament! We drove to Stockton so I could play in the Little Mo Tournament. It was 97 degrees that day. My first game was in the morning...it was a little better.
My opponent was Jakob. He is my coach's brother's (he's also a coach) son. When I heard who he was, I was a little freaked. He's gotta be good right? Eh, but he wasn't.
It was a good match, we were able to rally a lot. But I was slightly better.
In the end, I won. I felt happy and hot.
My second game was in the afternoon. It was against a guy name Julian. He totally killed it. I lost big time. Mom was proud of me to playing it out...even though it was clear she was going to cream me. I was okay with it though. I don't play as many hours as these guys. It's cool.
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