You show up to the courts expecting the usual: sweaty serves, questionable foot faults, and That Guy explaining the kitchen like it’s the Bermuda Triangle. But then you see him. White crew socks. Calves of granite. Paddle older than your… Continue Reading →
You show up to the local courts to hit some balls, maybe sweat out the weekend pizza, maybe bond with a friend over a few chaotic dinks. You’re feeling good. You brought your water, your off-brand paddle, and exactly zero… Continue Reading →
Welcome to that magical time of year when the sun is actively trying to murder you, and yet your group chat still thinks “we’re on for 5:30?” is a reasonable question. If you’ve ever looked at a pickleball court shimmering… Continue Reading →
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