It Keeps Getting Better

My friend convinced his neighbor to put in a pickleball court over his basketball court, and everyone in the neighborhood began playing.  We came from diverse sport and racquet backgrounds.  From the first smash I was hooked.  As a life long tennis singles player, I had never spent much time studying partner play, and my point construction at the net was weak.  After the first time playing pickleball, I spent every waking hour I wasn't playing and working, devouring videos, reading literature and scheming about strategies to get better and become the best I can be.  The game is addicting, but what holds me here is the community. I have been welcomed and encouraged from the first day I ventured onto the the Frothingham, Easton Courts and was patiently taught positioning by Vinnie, to the next step where I found the beautiful Sharon courts and was welcomed by Jack and Pauline who had poured out their blood and sweat to spearhead bringing the courts, to finding a group of highly competitive men and women like Jordan, Lorraine, LeeAnn, and Mary, and finally to the opportunity to work with Mass Premier lining their courts, beginning their program, and running their clinics.  It has truly been a whirlwind, but one in which I am eager to help others catch a glimpse of what awaits them on the pickleball court