Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of CANCER. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed:
“Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease”?Â
To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over — 5 crore children start playing tennis,
50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD “Why me?” And today in pain I should not be asking GOD “Why me?”
Happiness keeps you Sweet, Trials keep you Strong, sorrow keeps you Human, Failure Keeps u Humble and Success keeps you glowing, but only God Keeps you going.
I see lot of celebrities writing an autobiography where in they use it as a tool to make all their confessions. I know they do it for obvious reasons as to make cheap publicity to boost the sale of the book.
Latest on the list is Andre Agassi who has confessed using performance enhancing drug while is playing days.
There are other stories where cricketers confessing of tampering balls, fooling umpires of run outs. Politicians telling the malpractices did by others or the change in their ideology.
Over all what I canâ€™t tolerate is why these people donâ€™t have the back bone to confess it when they are doing it. We can accept their confession if there is not commercial benefit involved in the form of book publishing.
Already they have made fool of us and again they try to make us fools by making us to buy their books. To put an end to all this we must take stern action. In the case of Agassi if we ask him to pay back all the prize money he earned winning matches and return all the medals and honors he has received in his playing days. Is this is done to one person for sure others will stop doing such cheap things and even if they do they will hesitate to write auto biography.
If strict action is not taken now Autobiographies will become Confessionbiographies to make cheap publicity or monitory gains.
It would be nice if media or news makers stop publicizing such cheap things.
Ancient civilizations in Rome, Greece and Egypt have made claim to the sport’s origins, but what we recognize today as tennis is widely accepted to have begun in France. Where else but in the land of romance would athletic measure be articulated in the terms “love” and “deuce” (as in, it takes two)?
During the Middle Ages, French monks hit balls with their hands over a rope stretched across the cloistered quadrangles of their monasteries. What they called jeu de paume (palm game) evolved into “tennis” courtesy of the serving player, who initiated action by shouting “Tenez!” — roughly, “Take it!”
In the game’s incrementally peculiar scoring, the first point is 15 (or 5, if the players went to prep school), the next is 30, the third, 40, then game over, provided the winning margin is two points. Players can be tied at 15 and at 30, but not beyond; 40-all is deemed “deuce” because it is a “deux du jeu” — two points away from winning the game.
The next point remains estranged from the numerical and in league with the verbal, with the winning player deemed to have the “advantage.” If he wins the next point, he wins the game. If the opponent wins, it’s back to deuce.
As in baseball, the clock is not a factor in tennis, so the deuce dance can become a marathon. Among professionals, the longest known singles game appears to have occurred at the 1975 Great Britain Championships in Surrey, England. Competitors Anthony Fawcett of then-Rhodesia and Keith Glass of Britain played 37 deuces among 80 total points in a game that lasted 31 minutes. Tenez! Encore. Et encore. Et encore . . .
— Ellen Alperstein