There are three, free, singles ONLY tennis courts at Canal Street along the Hudson River. It's a magical place--Hudson River Park--where a cool breeze blows as you battle against your opponent in a furious match for pride and honor.
I love tennis!
No one would peg me an athlete but when I get on that court, I have a grace and poise which sparkle like the twinkle in my eye. It's one of the few places I've felt truly confident. I'm not terribly competitive as a player--I'm also not a spectacular player but I've been playing since I was 8 and on some level I can always feel my granddad watching me courtside. He's alive and well in India, so that's not as morbid or touching as it sounds--but it's still a sweet sensation.
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