Point
“Forty-thirty” I said. I tossed.
Good toss.
The serve kicked to their backhand.
Crap – nice return.
Forehand, backhand, backhand. Finally an opening! I crushed a forehand.
Yes!
“Out!” he called.
This is part of Blogshorts: 30 stories, 30 days, 30 words
Stevil 
Now, there’s an action story!
I read this just as I finished watching “A Good Year.” The movie has a great tennis match between Russell Crowe and Didier Bourdon’s characters. LaCoste vs. Perry. Great fun to watch. :-)
I’d just played for a couple of hours and was running out of Thursday! Necessity is the mother-something of invention!
That hurts! But very nicely done.
Thanks — my Sunday morning, post-tennis inspiration. :)