My racket. My beautiful racket given to me 10 months ago by my friends. The racket that took me from a beginner to an advanced beginner. The racket that was with my in my first class with my teacher, the one I won the mini competition with, the one I just got restrung.
I don’t even know what happened! I didn’t notice it immediately. My partner and I went for the same birdie and we hit it simultaneously. That was probably the culprit, but I didn’t notice for two points until someone was serving against me.
Of course I won’t throw it away. It’s earned it’s place on my wall in memoriam forever. My first, and favorite, racket.
Now I gotta go shopping!