Have you ever had a moment in life that was both embarrassing and unforgettable? Well, for me that moment was my first attempt at one of my current hobbies, tennis. Let me tell you up front, it wasn’t love at first sight.
I was about 12 years old, on vacation with my family in the sunny Cyprus, where me and my sister decided to play a bit of tennis. Me being somewhat athletic with many years of football experience behind me, I thought it will be light work, but I was instantly humbled. I swung my racket to hit the ball as hard as I can and the ball went flying. Over the fence, over the neighbouring building, into the hotel swimming pool. I rushed after it only to arrive to a rather awkward scene: a young lady holding her head as she was climbing out of the pool, and beside her, her partner holding the ball with an awkward smile. I quickly apologised and as embarrassed as ever ran back to the court. Needless to say, I immediately burst out laughing. Luckily, this incident only left a dent in my ego and I refused to play tennis again for years, until I moved next to a tennis club and eventually redeemed myself.
This week tennis is back on the TV screens as the US Open is underway. All eyes on my fellow Hungarians, Fucsovics and Marozsan, and of course the G.O.A.T., Novak Djokovic looking to make history.