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I glance at the TV screen (thankfully on mute),

it tells me

that one quite good Tennis player who has earned $16,000,000

is playing another quite good player who has earned $14,000,000

… Obscene, unimaginable figures for normal people.

… I turn the TV off.

Strange.

I remember, vaguely from childhood,

when stats like height, weight

and whether a player used a single

or double-handed backhand

were relevant.

Time passes,

shit amasses,

and money is the lubricant of all.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

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New York is enraptured

as Jimmy Connors is more of an asshole than ever,

and

the USSR is crumbling apart.

Momentous.

Cavernous pit,

all utter shit…

Captivating,

compulsive

trainwreck in motion,

where will it end?

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Tennis is a dirty sport.

Imagine the contaminants the balls picks up, bouncing, skidding, and snotty-nosed ballkids’ fingers.

The stars are paid millions,

the grinders are paid nothing.

Matches, games, points are thrown,

drugs are taken.

Modelling contracts are signed,

the lucky get to indulge and wank.

Long gone are the days of wooden racquets the comparative size of a spoon.

But the pundits cry: today’s best are the best ever!

Broken, busted and disgusted,

Tennis is a dirty game.

Dagmar disliked dirt on her hands.

The thought of touching the ball, etc, then touching her whatever during the change of ends was, frankly, repulsing.

So, she was frequently seen wiping her hands.

People laughed.

Man plans, God laughs,

people react, man laughs.

XC skiers wear gloves.

Swimmers hands are cleansed in chlorine.

This is the world we live in.

Tennis is a dirty sport.