I went to Parkview High School in Lilburn, GA. While I was a pretty decent player, I wasn't
able to make my high school team until my junior year. My freshman year, I was cut from tryouts
after a couple of days and then I was one of the last two cuts my sophomore
year. I kept at it, though and worked my
way onto the team as a substitute my junior year. I remember my first match pretty well. We were at Heritage High School. They didn't have a particularly good
team. We were good, so most teams
were not so good by comparison. My dad
took off of work and came to the match even though I wasn't scheduled to
play. When our #3 singles player injured
his ankle during warm up, Coach Green came over to me and told me I was
playing. I remember asking, "Are
you kidding"? I'm glad he wasn't as
that would have been pretty mean. I was
nervous. I don't think Coach was,
though. Even if I lost, we were going to
win the match 4-1 instead of 5-0. I got
down early in the match 5-1, and surprisingly hadn't begun to
self-destruct. I managed to put together
a game plan that centered around hitting more balls in the court and came back
to win the 1st set in a tie breaker and then won the 2nd set 6-1. The next day on the announcements at school
they played a video clip of my match and Coach gave me the "Big Dawg"
award for stepping in for the injured player and winning the match. Of all of the points of the match that could
have been shown to the entire school, roughly 2,000 people got to see me double
fault during the 1st set tie breaker.
Nice!