This is the Moment

In a few hours, I soar into the air high above the clouds on that scary mechanical beast. I have butterflies. Not so much because of the hour plane ride to Dallas, but because of the tennis tournament. I have invested so much of my time (and this blog space) towards my preparation for this tournament.

I play the #2 seed tomorrow at 12:30pm in Singles. At 4:00pm, I am paired with the great Brian D. for an intense Doubles match. If I survive these two scares, Sunday will be a very busy day where I may end up playing up to four matches in one day. OUCH!

Adding to my anxieties is the inclusion of Whipping Boy and E.Shrew in this very same tournament. What if I were to lose tomorrow, and they both advance? GULP. I'll never hear the end of it! Why? Because I have played LOTS of tennis in the last few months, whereas they have been more or less Slackerdoodles.

The drama may get REAL HIGH. It is entirely possible that I will meet E.Shrew in the Semi-Finals on Sunday. Then, I may turnaround and face Whipping Boy in the Finals on Monday. Oh... what bad blood would this brew no matter what the results!

Tonight, we are going to meet up with the other 122 tennis players at Club Rush. There, we'll meet up with fellow blogger Mark. We'll have a few drinks, then grab dinner together. On Saturday, we'll meet up with hunky Adam and the always delightful nice ass Brad. We'll be watching the LSU Tigers battle the Florida Gators at their Batchelor's Pad. I am excited that these friends can finally meet Whipping Boy! He can vouch for every single dose of asswhooping I have doled out in the last few years. :)

I hope all these nervous jitters produces good results tomorrow. My skills will be on par with everyone elses. Who has the mental fortitude to advance through the bracket? We'll soon find out!