Last Kid Picked for Sportsss
I am feeling some familiar dread today. I felt this way last November when I posted this: Past Life Crashing Into Present. I showed up to an adult men's league and luckily got picked by a former schoolmate to be on his team. The guy told me I was picked because he always thought I was a good guy. Sure, I was kind back in high school and Catechism, but I never knew if anyone noticed because I was so damned shy. Socializing with others used to be impossible back then.
Last November, I remember having so much anxiety in being picked among the 60 men who showed up on that fateful night. They were almost all strangers to me. I had a devil of a time making eye contact or small talk. All my insecurities came back to me. Plus, the players in this league were far better than any I played against in GLTA tournaments.
So, will I be good enough to be drafted again tonight? We'll see. They fling you straight into a round robin tournament where you play at least four doubles matches (best of 7 games). If your team wins, you go up a court. If you lose, you go down a court. The five team captains will observe everyone play and draft members for their team. The fact that not everyone gets picked makes me go... "Gulp!"
Adding to my nervousness is the introduction of Whipping Boy to my league. Because we will play together as Doubles partners in Austin and perhaps New Orleans, I encouraged him to tryout so we could get some much needed doubles experience together. Will Whipping Boy rise to the occasion or will he choke under the pressure?
What about me? What if he is picked and I am not? GROAN. Is this possible? Oh... very likely! Before waxing E.Shrew 6-2, 6-0 on Sunday, I had a five game losing streak. Maybe I was sore from playing too much tennis, but it scares me to think that my game is no longer tight.
My team captain told me at the end of the last league season that I had improved. But there is a certain "knock" about me. I play with too much emotion to the detriment of the team. Being wound up so tight hurts our team in the first set. It jeopardizes winning the match because we must now take the 2nd and 3rd sets.
I think with more experience in this league, I will gradually get better about controlling my emotions. The one thing about me that everyone in the league notices is that I can get to every single shot. My legs are the best in the league. But is it enough to be picked tonight? Stay tuned...