Well were is was in 8th grade and couldnt be seeded...I would have taken any kind of title, lol...
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Well were is was in 8th grade and couldnt be seeded...I would have taken any kind of title, lol...
were you in 8th grade or were you a freshman when I graduated? That was sooo long ago, I cant remember much about it.
I actually enjoyed playing in college more. Nothign like being with your friends in high school, but to play in college against some of the best players in the world is just something every player should shoot for.
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I was a 9th grader haha.
Old eLvi and I clean up against the scrub squad from Region A at #3 doubles in state semis.
If you remember the following year, Peter was #1, Big Ward #2, I was #3. That was also the year of the three Joshes and three lefties on the team. We split with kelly in the regular season, lost at region finals, but the hero of the day was Josh Lovell who beat Stacey Rose from Kelly drunk lol. Kespler went down in his match due to ankle sprains. With his win it would've been 3-3 going into doubles.
Just wondering as to how much tennis has changed, but even during my time it was said ol' Matt Frye would've definitely sat comfortably in the starting 6.
Ah the old days when the lights never went off at the park (and they were the old ones too that made it hard to play at night), and the cops never told you to leave.
Other scrubs like me would wait late late just to get practice time in after the starters.
he was talking to me haha, we're old heads
youre not kidding about the lights man. Stacy and I would go to the park at 3am when we spent the night with each other. That was before we ever got a drivers license and didnt have anything important to do.
If Frye played today, he would be top 3 on their team, no doubt about that. Matt Ward as a #6 seed is about as rediculous as Gaswami being a #5 seed for Radford or Brad Hart playing #4 for PV. Teams were just loaded in those days. It was a real struggle just to win the district, let alone state.
haha the only struggle in the entire region was Kelly our natural rivals... I miss those days...
with GC saying adios to the disctrict in 1 or 2 years LPD tennis will die away unless someone wants to content for a legitimate #2 against us haha
my memories are more of the off the court things, levi drinking 40oz's on the bus, sneaking girls into the hotels, and that one time when we cancelled practice and didnt tell coach LMAO.
I remember my 8th grade year when state was at old CVC haha (for those of you who remember their old courts this was hilarious)!We said to ourselves the other schools must be thinking (WTF ARE WE PLAYING ON HAY COURTS).
We actually played the semis against Radford at KK Wise, and their entire gym class came out just to boo against all of you.
Which unless I'm remembering wrongly, Brad Watson and Stacy pulled chairs closer to them b/c they thought some guys were coming over to fight.
Oh and Andy Lagrimas beat Joey from Radford to clinch the mathc for us (*note* the Joey kid eventually became either a state champ or runner up in the Wood era haha).
yeah Joey Chase, I played him the next year, if you remember I beat him 6-0, 6-1 in about 20 mins haha. Gasswami was the guy that won state, he beat Bailey, then beat Derrick Wood in one of the state title matches a few years after that.
Here is a story for all of you guys playing for coach hankins: Coach called the school on a friday to have it announced that we were practicing at 8 on a friday night because he couldnt get off work. We made sure the announcement didnt get made. We were dedicated, we went and practiced at 4 like we were supposed to in the beginning. Coach Hankins came to the park at 8 and nobody was there. Heres where it gets funny, he came looking for everyone at pizza hut haha. J Stacy knew he would be mad at us, so Stacy switches it around and acts like hes mad at coach. He said, dammm coach, we all were at the park at 4, you didnt show up, its like you dont even care about your own dammm team. Coach Hankins felt real bad. LMAO