Players hitting that green ball,
every rally filled with tension.
Smash! Hit! Rally!
Linemen and referee, there to oversee.
Five sets for the men’s category,
three for women.
Fault. Double-faults. Some of the terms,
Errors. Forced and unforced, add it to the jargon.
Still don’t know what I’m talking about?
Hah! It’s intentional.
Not an oversight!
P.S. I wanted very much to write about Roger Federer’s match against Mischa Zverev, but I wasn’t able to watch it live on the telly. I was all alone in our school’s library cheering for the 17th seed in the competition and for Nadal’s win tomorrow. If you’re a fan, M. Zverev defeated the current No. 1 Andy Murray, and despite having no rank to his name yet, his match with Andy was very entertaining. This poem is tennis inspired and as a fan, I badly want to see a Nadal vs. Federer match live on the telly, for once. Maybe next time, I’d see it live. Hahah. Fingers are crossed.
*drops racquet* I MEAN… *drops mic*