Where My People At?

Wow, talk about action off the court this week…or lack there of. On a random weeknight this week, my human and I were casually flipping through the channels, and of course we checked in on our favorite channel, the Tennis Channel. Right there on our TV were two opponents, playing on a beautiful red clay court somewhere in Ecuador, and not a single spectator in the stands. And when I say “not a single”, I mean no one, zero! I didn’t even see any coaches sitting in a coaching box! Can you imagine? There are likely more people who watch the practice sessions at the US Open on a single day than who bought a ticket to this tournament in Ecuador.

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Two players slugging the tennis ball back and forth, line judges judging, ball kids chasing down the loose balls, chair umpire…they were all their fulfilling their obligations, but not a solitary spectator to witness. If there are no fans to witness, did the match even happen? Does the win even matter? Why bother? What’s the meaning of all of this?

Whoa, slow down there Frazier! I fell down a metaphorical rabbit hole there for a second, but I’m slowly clawing my way back up. It does speak to the resilience and determination of the hundreds of men and women who choose to make their living as professional tennis players without the big sponsors and name recognition. They may not be a Rafa or a Serena, but tennis matters to them. And for that, I’m grateful. Now let’s go out and give them all a little love.

 

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