Conversation with Shammy: Deadly Neon Yellow Ballies

Coach was tall, very tanned - a chocolate man really - and he played a mean game of tennis. Coach was a man in his dignified fifties, gliding through his twilight years. He was also the officiated Terror of the school that I had attended during my blossoming years - bras and boys. But, like all classic tragedies, even a dignified disciplinarian like him had fallen at least once in their lifetime. A 'ballbusting' incident took centrestage on a certain court many years ago.

The old skool incident was reignited through a conversation with Shammy.

Shammy: ... how to prevent tennis elbow..

Me: hmmm.......

Me: erm, i don't remember... was on the team in sec days, but i dont remember now.. avid player?

Shammy: not really... baby bounces are my favourite... dun go vitch-smacking me on the ball ...else i'll cower..

Me: WAHAHAHAHHAHAA

Me: i hit on my coach's balls during practice once.. he squealed

Shammy: ouch! just like a bitch huh? lol

Me: and that incident became a sec-urban legend, spread like fire

Me: it was an accident

Me: we were practising our serves. and coach was on the other side of the court tossing the neon yellow ballies to us

Shammy: you must have hated him :-)

Me: i was too eager i guess

Me: nooooooo i don't hate him... or maybe a little bit

Shammy: you must have been really cute... lol

Me: but who knows? it was bingo just like that. easy does it.hahahahahaa

Shammy: little jael smashing her coach's balls...

Me: i stood where i stood after he got hit. i didn't know what to do LOL

Me: Everyone was aghast

Me: i thought i might had gotten detention. he was the discipline master. but it was smart of him not to because it would have given me more reasons to spread the news that he couldn't take the 'accident' like a man and abused his authority on a 14 year old...hahaha

Me: still, the legend circulated by assembly time.

Shammy: haha... damn it must have been cool..

Me: erm no... i didn't feel that way... but i was made secretary of the tennis club shortly after that incident. how strange hahahahahhaa

Shammy: i guess balls and balls turns him on...

Me: *covers eyes and laughs****

It was an accident that was more than a decade ago, however, the kodak moment of Coach succumbing to his knees was a painful one to indulge in. His hand went over the vulnerable spot protectively and he couldn't moved for a while. His prized Prince racket was abandoned by his side amidst the languorous neon yellow ballies and one of which was responsible for scoring a home run on Coach's 'diamond', so to speak. I should have picked up that nasty neon yellow ballie and kept it as a sort of memento.