Nothin' doin'

Not wanting to make the trip to godforsaken towns like Burlington for a tournament, I'm forced to wait until February for events closer to my usual hunting grounds. I could use the extra time to practice, but alas, there we've hit another snag. You see, our practice facility is undergoing repairs. Apparently the courts are weathering away in the turbulent bubble enclosed microclimate. I'm thinking it's all the hot air emitted by the frustrated tennis wannabes. Either that, or the bubble's sprung a leak from all the missed overheads we've pounded into its belly.

Anyway, with 2007 here, I have a few tennis resolutions for this year:

- Stop taking tennis advice from members of my entourage. If they knew what they were talking about, they'd be out there playing.

- Despite what they may say, women don't like sensitive guys, so the next time there's a challenge to a match from a sassy tennis phenom, kick her ass!

- It's good to be the big fish, and the key to big fish longevity is to always seek out cozier ponds.

- Keep being Croatian, it's worked for other tennis stars...soccer stars, basketball
stars, skiing stars, and rabid nationalists alike. And of course,

- Learn to actually play tennis. I say this every year, but you know how it is with resolutions...by the final week of January, we all lose our focus.