Monday, January 9, 2023. (Court Day #570)
Today, there had been a rash of flash flood warnings since the San Lorenzo River that runs through town is getting very full after the large amount of rain we have been receiving in the last week or so. But with our family business in the flood zone, after I arrived at work to open and got a rather serious alert on my phone, I decided to go the way of safety and remain closed for the day.
Matt Babb texted me about 5:30 p.m. asking if I would like to join him and his friend Paul at Skypark between 6:30 and 9:30 p.m.
Matt said Paul checked the courts and that they were dry enough to play on. I asked Matt if he had a fourth player lined up for the game and he said that he was waiting to hear back from Mike. When I asked if he wanted me to check around, he said yes, so I did. It was very short notice, those I contacted were busy or didn’t want to stay up very late—or were injured. I contacted Rob, the fire fighter, and he asked who the other two players were and I let him know. He said that he would come and play but had to arrive closer to 6:40 p.m., which I passed along to Matt.
When I arrived, I was surprised to see the parking lot pretty full and three courts in use. Jane was there again, this time with Cathy (who is Kim‘s friend) and Dan (who frequents Skypark regularly) and a young Asian player whose name I can’t remember—not David. Larry was on another court playing with Pauly and some others.
Our group played two games of Matt and myself against Rob and Paul. And we split those games.
For the next game, Paul and I joined up against Matt and Rob . We lost both games.
The last two games were Rob and myself against Matt and Paul. Rob and I won by a sizable margin in the first game. It started to drizzle in that game and when we switched sides for the next game, the drizzle continued. It got heavier but it was still drizzle. Eventually, the court surface was covered with water. We were being a little bit more careful. Rob and I kept that second game pretty close and the lead went back-and-forth, eventually we were tied 9-9. The service went back-and-forth a few times with no one scoring. Eventually Rob and I scored two points and pulled off the win, 11-9.
It was about 8:15 p.m. after the second game and we decided we were done. No one wanted to play another game with the wet court.
This morning when I woke up, I had a strange flutter in my left lung. Extremely unusual. It went away, but I suspect it’s a remnant popping up from COVID. Hard to say. I’m still getting fatigued easier, it seems. But being tired at night is not a shock. It could just be the end of a long day.
Number of days on a court: 570
Number of total hours: 2,546.5
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