It’s not over till it’s over. We all have heard this before and today I experienced it.
I was done with my game. One of the players who I played against liked my game.
He asked if I could stay for one more game. I don’t know what I was thinking but said yes just for one more and just for you.
My team won and Steve appreciated my style and strategy. We said goodbye to each other and said maybe next time. Since Steve had come to visit his mother. Maybe next time when he comes to and court, the pickleball court will stay the same we promise to play in the future.
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