Or perhaps I should say, "Macho men are not for tennis."
I see this all the time, and, just like farts and Chuck Norris jokes, it will never ever stop being funny. Last night Matt and I were playing tennis on the courts at the TTU campus, and a trio of really manly-looking men strutted onto the court next to us. One was talking on his phone, another one brought his dog (what the hell?), and the third was wearing a cutoff tee and looking extra manly. After a few minutes of awkwardly hitting a few balls against the wall, they decided to pit Chatty Cathy and Rin Tin Tin against He-Man.
It was at this time that I realized there are few things in life more satisfying than playing a sport several orders of magnitude better than the guys next to you who look like they could benchpress you and your partner together with one hand. Matt and I both were playing exceptionally well that evening, pounding the ball up and down the court like we were Roger and Rafa, while the trio next fumbled nearly every stroke and cranked balls over the fence like Albert Pujols. Hey guys, did you get the memo? The baseball field is down the road.
In completely unrelated news, MIT has started a program called OpenCourseWare in which they digitize lecture notes, blackboard notes/drawings, homework assignments and solutions, syllabi, and other stuff for almost every course in every department. The best part is, as the name implies, it's free to the public. Very cool! The reason I know about this is because I visit the MIT website almost every day. I'm going to do my darnedest to get into graduate school in physics there.
I see this all the time, and, just like farts and Chuck Norris jokes, it will never ever stop being funny. Last night Matt and I were playing tennis on the courts at the TTU campus, and a trio of really manly-looking men strutted onto the court next to us. One was talking on his phone, another one brought his dog (what the hell?), and the third was wearing a cutoff tee and looking extra manly. After a few minutes of awkwardly hitting a few balls against the wall, they decided to pit Chatty Cathy and Rin Tin Tin against He-Man.
It was at this time that I realized there are few things in life more satisfying than playing a sport several orders of magnitude better than the guys next to you who look like they could benchpress you and your partner together with one hand. Matt and I both were playing exceptionally well that evening, pounding the ball up and down the court like we were Roger and Rafa, while the trio next fumbled nearly every stroke and cranked balls over the fence like Albert Pujols. Hey guys, did you get the memo? The baseball field is down the road.
In completely unrelated news, MIT has started a program called OpenCourseWare in which they digitize lecture notes, blackboard notes/drawings, homework assignments and solutions, syllabi, and other stuff for almost every course in every department. The best part is, as the name implies, it's free to the public. Very cool! The reason I know about this is because I visit the MIT website almost every day. I'm going to do my darnedest to get into graduate school in physics there.
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