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Not Even Andy Roddick Got a Police Escort to His First Match!

March 14, 2005 07:33 AM

It happened about 10 years ago and it has been non-stop laughs ever since. I had just started playing tennis and had never played a real match in my life. I was taking group lessons at the YMCA in Greenville, SC. and had signed up to play on the tennis ladder there. I was very nervous as I made the drive across town to meet my opponent. So nervous that I drove straight through a 4 way stop... I didn't realize I did that but regardless, I had a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach when I noticed a cop behind me as I continued on my way. He pulled me over at a gas station about a mile from the YMCA. I told him my story: nervous tennis player, on my way to an IMPORTANT match, blah, blah, blah. He ended up just giving me a warning (probably so he wouldn't have to listen to me ramble on any further). As he was standing at my car window, I started to crank the car. Much to my dismay, the car wouldn't start. I begged him to drive me to the Y. Thankfully, he agreed to do so. He let me out right in front of the courts. I walked onto the court and met my opponent: Melissa Coles. She and I have laughed about our "first tennis match" ever since. That was the start of a wonderful friendship on and off the courts. By the way, she did win the match...

-- Sheila Wray (formerly Solesbee), Greenville, SC




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