I channeled my jiu jitsu instincts on the pickleball court today. Ball popped over my head, I sprinted back, reached for the save… and tripped. Instead of crashing, I tucked and rolled like I was back on the mats. Somehow, mid-roll, my paddle connected with the ball and floated it back over the net.
Did we win the point? No. My partner was too busy laughing to even swing at the next shot. But did I look like a pickleball ninja? Absolutely.
Moral of the story: sometimes it’s not about winning the point—it’s about winning style points.
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