Got a text from Martin yesterday afternoon, said he’d be at the park at 7:30am to play pickleball. I was with my wife, watching Love is Blind, a brilliantly sadistic show by the way. These poor shmucks agree to getting married before they even see who they are marrying. Then the reveal happens and oh my. Oh my. But, I showed my wife the text. She was excited for me. You see, I rarely get invited. I’m usually the one inviting and organizing....... They can have their 5.0 ratings, their Joola paddles (that are by the way borderline illegal), and blue selkirk jerseys with long sleeve undershirts. They can have their two handed backhand shots and K-swiss Pickleball shoes. They can have their exclusive courts with padlocked gates. I aint jealous.