Every time I visit my parents in Boca Raton I get a tennis lesson from my father. Basically the old guy schools me in the game. I used to beat him every time when I was in high school. That was before I had a wife, kids, and responsibility. Now, with the job I currently have it’s much easier to get out onto the links and play golf with clients than it is to get a good tennis match in.
Back when I was in high school I was a pretty avid player but I fell out of love for tennis through college. But when I did play my father back when I was younger he was easy to beat. But my father since moving and playing tennis in Boca Raton on a regular basis, has gotten better than me. Heck even my mother, my fifty plus year old mother gives me a run for my money.
My parents however, as I’ve recently learned have a dirty little secret. You see my parents have been taking very expensive tennis lessons from a very good former tennis pro. Boy did they have me set up too. They knew that I would have trouble getting down to Boca in the winter and spring so that’s when they took the secret lessons that I am just now finding out about. But when I showed up this summer with my racket on the court they taught me a lesson that I will not soon forget.
Sponsored Guest Post
Winner, The Blogitzer
(Best Overall Writing), 2011 Blogger's Choice Awards