Wimbledon
Since a very entertaining Wimbledon is going on – so much fun to watch the best in the world at work – and I myself will be playing later this morning at a level that’s comical by comparison – how about the tennis lesson scene from Thereby Hangs A Tail?
The tall blond guy took a ball from the bucket and hit it to Ganz. Ganz wore white shorts, had skinny legs like sticks. He swung his racquet and hit the ball back. The tall guy let it go by, took out another ball. “Brush up, Shermie, brush up. Spin on the ball, always spin on the ball.” He hit the ball over the net. Ganz swung, this time missing the ball completely. “Brush up but through, up but through, up but through,” said the tall guy, sending over another ball. Brush? I knew brushes, saw none around. Maybe tennis was tougher than it looked, but I didn’t worry about that because a ball came bouncing over in our direction – we were now beside the court – and I snatched it out of the air, and who wouldn’t have, the ball being right there practically saying, “Catch me.” And then – this part was a bit harder to understand – I was on the court, racing toward the net. Up and over: not much of a challenge, tennis nets turning out not to be very high, but still it felt so great, being airborne and all, that I kind of twisted around still up there, if you see what I mean, and landed facing back at the net, and the next thing I knew I was jumping over it again, from the other direction, and, yes! doing the spin move once more, and when I landed this time, somehow with two balls in my mouth now – how had that happened? – I –
“Chet!”
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9:36 am on July 1st, 2022
Greetings!
A story that I think Chet would appreciate in keeping with the subject of today’s post:
https://nypost.com/2022/06/30/plan-to-replace-wimbledon-ball-boys-with-dogs-fails-for-very-adorable-reason/
July 1st, and a new page on the Plunder On! calendar. Congratulations tp Spence’s girl Pearl, the PFOM!
Good Friday to all!
10:41 am on July 1st, 2022
Way to go Chet!
Good day to all.
6:33 pm on July 1st, 2022
Love the Ball Dogs. While there isn’t much they can do about the slobber, I’m sure with more training and more treats they will do a great job at Wimbleton. If they’re allowed.
Among other things (like Wrong Trousers Day, I’m sure an ode to my second favorite fictional dog, Grommit) it is National Dog House Repair month.
I took a look at the dog house and it is starting to show its age. The previous dog house I had my Dad built in the 60s for our first family dog, Cuppy. It lasted about 40 years. I hauled it from their house to mine when I got Caesar. When it went I bought a new dog house and put it together. He did use it a bit. I never could understand why he would want to be in it in the middle of a hot afternoon as it must have been sweltering and he was half lab so always ran hot. I never used the heat in the bedroom all winter because of him, my little furry radiator. Goliath never used it. Ramses only used it the last few years. I would come home and surprise him sleeping in the dog house. Diana has never used it. Perhaps because the feral cats were living in it when I first brought her home. Cheeky buggers. Freyja only goes in it to escape a bath or a brushing.
I took a look at it today and after close to 30 years it is also in need of some TLC. The roof needs new stain and protection from the weather and the house could use some paint. My house could use some paint so I’ll hold off on that until the house.
I have several lovely tiles in the area all with Attenti al Cane or Cave Canem and such because they are such ferocious and threatening dogs. Not. There is a little tile above the dog house entrance that says “Casetta, mia casetta sii sempre benedetta”, “Little house, my little house be always blessed”.
I have a small holy water font (I’m not Catholic) in the hallway with St Francis and the wolf of Gubbio. I keep it filled with mini Milkbones.
7:47 am on July 2nd, 2022
Love the sight of Pearl on the calendar, and also the NY Post story!