Thursday, October 24, 2013

Not quite magic on the court...


People always talk about anticipation in racquet sports like it's some kind of magic or inborn talent but I've been taught by my dear friend, Harry Wong, that it's not true. Anticipation isn’t some esoteric art but a question of –

1.Always moving to the centre of possible returns after you’ve hit the ball. I think of it as being about half to two-thirds of the way down the middle of a triangle that has its apex at my opponent’s racquet face.

2.Start moving for the ball before it crosses your opponent’s service line on its way back to you if he’s staying way back, otherwise try to start moving to it before it crosses the net. harry is a very good retired coach in Penang and a dear friend of mine from 35 years back (he’d also coached three state champions who went on to represent Malaysia in Davis Cup and international competitions) told me this and while it’s not easy to implement because it requires that you stay focused and change your response timing if you’re not already doing it, it’s certainly worthwhile to learn. I’m still trying to make this second nature, I admit.

When Harry played regularly, even against guys half his age (he’s having eye problems now), he always seemed to be in the right place at the right time, never seemed to have to run much and always had plenty of time to stroke the ball smoothly. He’s also the one responsible for making me think on court and about what I do there – before, I simply wanted to hit the flashiest winners I could, even if it meant I lost 6-0 6-0 regularly.

3.Understanding the most likely return you ‘re going to get – this involves two things. One is knowing what kind of shot you’ve hit and what kind of shot you should expect to get in return. The other is observing your opponent’s preferences. Some people try for a sharply angled pass when forced to chase down an approach shot to their forehand, for example, while another might go down the line 6 or 7 times out of 10.

4.Understanding and reading your opponent’s visual cues, e.g. even with an open stance, some people start turning their shoulders just that bit earlier to go for a crosscourt pass or delay just that bit longer to go the other way. I watched a video of Chris Evert playing against Goolagong and the commentator observed that she actually started moving to cover the return a split second before Goolagong’s racquet made contact with the ball. The slow-mo playback proved he was right. Evert was obviously reading things like that.

There are probably other things that help you to get to the ball quicker than others expect and make it seem like magic, but this is all I know. Hopefully some day I'll be able to learn to do all this instinctively even when my blood sugar and electrolytes are low... 

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Time to think about moving on...

There are times, every so often, when we have to think about letting go and moving on for our own peace of mind. I admit I have always been so attached to my worldly goods and loving creature comforts so much that moving onwards to new and better things hasn't always been a priority for me. Mea culpa. Just going on day in and day out like a vegetable has always been the easier of two choices.


But I've been hearing things like, "So-and-so says if you're not happy, you should move out," and I can only conclude that either So-and-so (who's one of the owners of the flat where I'm living) wants me out or the person saying that (another of the owners) is the one who wants me far and away. It doesn't make a difference which one might be the case when I am living in other people's home. I should take the broad hint and start looking for another place to live immediately.

So I'll be busy looking for a new home - preferably one where I can continue making nice pots, not too far from where I work or play tennis and somewhat within my budget. Hopefully, I'll be able to get the whole thing settled by Christmas, if not then by the Lunar New Year in early February next year. I really don't want to deal with the hassle of moving and settling in somewhere new when I really should be trying to finish my latest books and training for next year's tennis competitions.

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Got Bushwhacked Again...

Some days I just feel like crawling under the table and licking my wounds where nobody will notice...especially when I have to hang around the place where I played stupid tennis and got bushwhacked like crazy - 8 games to 1, to be precise - and then pretending it doesn't matter at all. I'm not blaming anyone for that state of affairs, however. I can honestly say I did it to myself.

For starters, I failed to play the way I should have and then, I started rushing to hit winners...BIG mistake. I ended up making more errors than necessary. The only positives I can  take away from the situation are that -

1. Now I know how to serve a good slice serve (too bad I only found out when I was already 1-7 down).

2. I know where and why I always screw up my smash. I don't turn my body and get into position quickly enough after seeing where the ball is going.

3. I shouldn't ever doubt my backhand again but hit out freely (without trying to bomb the ball) - or play my skidder backhand the way it's meant to be played instead of trying to place the ball with an abbreviated stroke that doesn't produce enough pace.

4. Never attack the net off a crosscourt forehand if I'm not already in the middle of the court.

5. How to deal with my blood sugar problem (NEVER do a Number One in the loo just ten minutes before playing - AND drink plenty of sports drinks to replenish the electrolytes I lose).

6. There is a time, a proper way and a place to hit a topspin drive-volley and chasing the ball on the full stretch is NOT one of them!

Oh well, back to the drawing board and think about next year again, I guess...