Cedardale vs. Cedardale

There's always a little buzz in the air when we play our fellow club members in a match. Remember, though, it's the pros and not the Cedardale tennis women who kick-start the inter club rivalry (yeah, New Andrew, you were talkin' smack at our Monday practice!). Why, then are we subjected to the finger-wagging eyeball from Adam when we act on it?  Apparently, it's institutionally frowned upon or "not ladylike" to clap too loud, flash your teammates, or challenge the line calls of same-club opponents.  I just don't get it.  Evan has been complaining about Ryan's foot faulting for years, and the guys routinely fist pump, argue, grunt, brag, and saunter on and off the court like middle-aged Bryan brothers and not one word is said.  Newsflash, people: women want to win, too.  Why should we suppress all emotion and enthusiasm while playing or spectating?  Like my partner says, "If ya see something, say something!"  And so I will.

Congratulations to each and every one of us for taking four courts plus one set for the team win! Our top four courts struggled to take the relief off the rest of the team bringing in only one match point.  Dorian and I pulled in a 6-4, 6-1 straight set victory, leaving it up to courts five through eight to win every court for a team win. And win they did. Ginger and Laura N., Chris and Vicky, and our fabulous subs Erin and Steph secured three match points to tie up the score.  Props to all of us for keeping our numbers up along the way because at a four/four tie, it came down to counting overall sets.  We rocked the W by only one set, ladies, improved our team record, and (more importantly!!!) saved ourselves and Coach Evan from New Andrew's anemic smirking come Monday morning.  Thank god (or someone).