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Open Court

Here’s a nice little essay by Geoff Dyer:

Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner living in an overcrowded city on a tiny island where courts are in short supply, but I love seeing tennis courts: from a plane as it descends (there never seem to be any on the way up) or from speeding trains and cars. This is a purely aesthetic — i.e., pointless — pleasure, but if I am out walking or cycling, this fondness for court-spotting has obvious practical advantages. Over time, in London, I have discovered every public court within a playable distance of home.

…It is in America that you encounter true abundance, both public and private. Descending in a plane over California — or North Carolina or Texas — it seems that tennis courts are more potent than swimming pools as symbols of freedom from the realm of necessity. Which raises the question: What profiteth a man if he gains a world of free courts yet lacks a partner? For life is not just a search for tennis courts; it is also a search for someone to play with.

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1 briang   ~  Aug 29, 2011 3:15 pm

i feel the same way when i fly over a baseball diamond.

when i see a tennis court, i just see a place to play catch.

2 Alex Belth   ~  Aug 29, 2011 3:26 pm

I sometimes think of Tom Hanks hitting a home run on the court in "Bachelor Party." I don't play tennis but I like it so I do think, "Man, it'd be fun to have some one to go whack the ball around with."

3 Boatzilla   ~  Aug 30, 2011 4:49 am

When I was around 13-14, my friends and I used to play touch football at night in the lit tennis courts at the local public park. The nets were down at night, and lines made great boundaries.

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