REGRET. There are many regrets in life ranging from minor inconveniences, like not turning an assignment in on time, to life shattering events, like not visiting someone right before they died. Everyone has regrets, and I am no exception. Although, it wasn’t until I became very sick at school and the nurse sent me home the morning of our district tennis match that I realized one significant regret. This one regret had spread itself through everything in my life. I regret being a disappointment.
As I left the nurse’s office the only thing I could think of was that I couldn’t miss the match. I had a temperature of 100.97 degrees and was fighting a losing battle to keep my dry cereal down,but none of that mattered if I had to stay at school in order to play in the match that evening. Then it hit me, that gut wrenching …show more content…
That fresh, crisp sound when the air is released from the canister as you pull the tab off is satisfying. Whenever I had the chance I’d open the can really slow so I could take in the full effect. The only thing better than that sound was the smell of fresh, never used, tennis balls.There was really no other smell like it. The whole team used to joke that if someone made that exact smell into a candle, every tennis player would buy it. Sadly that moment of calm passed far quicker than I had hoped, and the nerves rushed back. As we walked onto the court, I began feeling even more nervous than before.
We started our warm up like usual, first groundstrokes, then volleys, and finally we take serves right before the real match starts. I did decent in warm up, and Jordan seemed really focused too. The girl across the net didn’t seem like too big of a threat. She wasn’t bad at all, but I could beat her in singles if we played each other. Her partner on the other hand was really good. The guy looked like he stood a little over six feet tall, and hit with more power than both of
As I left the nurse’s office the only thing I could think of was that I couldn’t miss the match. I had a temperature of 100.97 degrees and was fighting a losing battle to keep my dry cereal down,but none of that mattered if I had to stay at school in order to play in the match that evening. Then it hit me, that gut wrenching …show more content…
That fresh, crisp sound when the air is released from the canister as you pull the tab off is satisfying. Whenever I had the chance I’d open the can really slow so I could take in the full effect. The only thing better than that sound was the smell of fresh, never used, tennis balls.There was really no other smell like it. The whole team used to joke that if someone made that exact smell into a candle, every tennis player would buy it. Sadly that moment of calm passed far quicker than I had hoped, and the nerves rushed back. As we walked onto the court, I began feeling even more nervous than before.
We started our warm up like usual, first groundstrokes, then volleys, and finally we take serves right before the real match starts. I did decent in warm up, and Jordan seemed really focused too. The girl across the net didn’t seem like too big of a threat. She wasn’t bad at all, but I could beat her in singles if we played each other. Her partner on the other hand was really good. The guy looked like he stood a little over six feet tall, and hit with more power than both of