Why I Dont Play Tennis

>Why I don’t I play tennis. Tennis, want to know why don’t I play? Because I cannot hit those balls back. Those that fly fast down my way. I mean a tiny sphere like that. Travelling faster than my car at that! How can I expect to hit, a tennis ball as fast as that? When we played tennis long ago! On the vicar’s lawn, it was just so. The service was so nice and slow. Then when the ball was hit back. That’s when the game started at that. Back and forth those balls went. Until at last one went out, or in the net. Game would last quite a while. We would talk, even smile. And the best bit at the end of play. Was vicar’s wife, coming out with a tray. Of cold orange squash, you know. And that’s how tennis ought to go. It was on my local radio this morning. The question why people were dropping out from playing tennis. Well I could tell them. There is no room at the top with all those speed servers. Its no longer a game just a I can hit the ball at breakneck speed. I am off soon fund raising for Help for Heroes so the day is all yours. Have a nice one. (The mad Author)