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From the ray of a candle in a dark jail cell.

A confessional letter to his partner from a tennis pro that has lost his credentials.
(names withheld)

Dear xxxxx,

    Did I ever tell you about the guys I grew up with in college and early adult days?
    We had a saying that you had to “cack” somebody. That was the sound of your fist cracking their face.
    My guys would get into fights at bars, grocery stores and gas stations. Literally all it took was a wrong look and these guys would full blown brawl. I had to be in the mood to even go out with them, because it was guaranteed fight night. No talk, no push, no name calling, it was just cacks and face blasting.
    In Prescott, during a tourney, one night when out on whiskey row a guy comes up to my friend xxxxx, who got to the semis two years in a row in both singles and doubles at NJCAA nationals and he goes into a karate stance:
    xxxxx says, “You better know karate motherfucker!”
    He coldcocks him in one punch. The cop comes over and arrests him, and told him it was one of the best punches he had seen. This is a tennis dude.
    I won't even tell you about the all state wrestler xxxxx, xxxxx the silent killer, xxxxx the Jack-Mormon, etc. Every one of these was a stone cold brawler. xxxxx moved from NY and the first night we met, we had a fight (he fit right in and joined the mad men)
    xxxxx and I got into trouble when I hit him with a log that was on fire and he hit me back and we were brawling, when two tribes of police came up to us on Indian reservation land. (fairly typical with beer and fire)
    I can imagine Oakland has to be like Phoenix, a real hell and gang town. (ASU is known as the party school of all time)
    Bottom line, you ain’t playing with that kind of guys on the team and those other guys from that other team ain’t from Phoenix or Oakland.
    I WOULD LIKE TO PLAY DOUBLES WITH YOU, WITH RESPECT, AND I WON’T CHOKE!
    I also did an electrician’s apprenticeship with xxxxx who played tennis and owned his own company (I got ranked #1 with his wife in Mixed too) & worked on some of the baddest power generators in the army (they ran computer vans that required security clearance that I won’t go into)
    Even my wife is a champion! We entered 7 events in Phoenix, Tucson, Sedona and Hawaii and made 7 finals, with 3 championships: Phoenix Open 40s, AZ Player’s Championship 35s, Sr. Olympics 50s. (They can’t figure out that xxxxx has heart and winner’s mentality because old school China was another hell town with the revolution)
    Look forward to playing some of these Hawaii and division II school tough guys in March!
    Some guys pretend bad, some guys fake bad, some guys just were. I used to drop gang kids that were on parole in gang town south Phoenix when I worked with them. xxxxx married into Mexican gang family in LA.
    See you at the courts!

Your partner, Ed “Tough Gut” Wilson



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