Big, big doings this weekend. I made it on the Westwood Club Challenge team, so I’ve got a bunch of tennis to play and watch this weekend.
A big draw for me is watching the 4.0 and higher players hit. The pace they put on the ball and the smart way they position themselves bounces back and forth between inspiring and discouraging. They’re playing a different game than I am, it seems. This’ll be fun.
Started the day watching some pals play tennis to wrap up one of the many league seasons.
Grabbed a couple of hours at the pool on a surprising (and welcome!) warm afternoon.
And wrapped with a decent sunset.
And that’s really, really the end of summer.
We’ve hit a period where the Mets are playing respectable baseball, buoyed by Francisco Lindor who is having an MVP-caliber season.
This is a picture of him hitting a game-tying HR in the top of the 9th. The Mets scored 5 more in the inning and won 6-2.
He’s been an absolute rock all season.
Today’s tennis was downtown on the Arthur Ashe Jr. Courts at Battery Park, named so because that is where the multiple Grand Slam Champion learned to play. It’s a cool piece of tennis history and the courts were surprisingly nice, given that they’re public and in the city. You can never tell what kind of love they’re going to get in the annual budget, but these were in great shape.
We played well and won 6-4, 6-2. I’ve really enjoyed the combo matches this year. There’s only one more week of matches, but we’re still in the hunt for a playoff spot.
Zone 2 life suits me. It’s a workout, for sure, but I don’t feel completely wrung out at the end.
It’s got to be a challenge to replace a the bottom of a covered porch while preserving the roof and columns.
This building used to be the U.S. Marine Raiders Museum, but they moved in 2005. Given the dicy history of this block, it had probably seen some shit.
Overcast Labor Day Saturday is a quiet one at the pool.
I’m okay with it.
(thx, Ronan)
Parking deck safety phone had a cool blue light.
