Pickleball is having its moment,
but
before you dive into the pickle jar...
you might wanna
"dink about it a while.”
The ball bounces both ways as to
the game's pluses and minuses.
Along with it being a
social and competitive activity…
pickleball does have some funny words like...
"Dink."
And what’s funnier than the word “dink?"
Well, maybe….
"whippersnapper" ...
which is funny until
you play against a
real live whippersnapper...
like I did one day.
Not only did this young whippersnapper
beat me..
he whipped me...
playing with
"one hand in his pocket"
the entire time.
no joke
Alanis Morissette style.
There are also lots of
corny t-shirts with captions like:
"Dink Positive,"
"Dink Responsibly,"
“I’m kind of a big dill on the pickleball court.”
They can be super cute and
pickle your funny bone
or
super annoying,
depending on your mood.
My favorite saying is the #1 pickleball rule…
"Stay out of the Kitchen.”
PaulA likes to reminds me that does not apply to our kitchen.
(such an over seasoned kitchen joke)
Anywhooo…..
The minuses are definitely
the injuries…
which are registering Kaching
with Ortho Drs
ca$hing in everywhere.
There was one day…I took a spill...
pickle clean up on aisle 5…
nothing major…slightly bruised knee and ego..…
but it was just enough that I got A LOT of attention.
Maybe I was looking for attention.
I have to admit…everyone ran over and wanted to help me.
Did I need ice? Are you sure you are okay?
You know like in the scene from "Jerry McGuire"
where Cuba Gooding's character is on the ground
a minute too long...
yep, that was this dink.
Oh yea…
And then there was a time I was partners with a man …
well, not a life partner.
PaulA is my life partner and he’s the best...
(and smart not to play pickle and risk injury to his golf game)
This man was a rando pickleball partner
during drop-in open play
who happened to be a
big ball hog.
So Mr. Big Ball Hog...
jumped in front of me for a shot
and almost knocked me to the ground,
As I started to teeter topple over...
he grabbed me so I wouldn’t fall.
At the time it seemed like a good save,
but I ended up
with an aggravated sternum..
inflammation and pain,
for 3 weeks.
(Kaching for my Ortho Dr.)
Here’s my advice:
get a good partner…
in life and in pickle.
So to sums things up…
when you take the fun you get from a dinking game
plus
the amount of time you "stay out of the kitchen"
it equals
a dill-lightful game...
minus
the injuries.
As for the corny pickleball puns…
you gotta
“Learn to dill with it.”
