Improving Your Serve

[640 words] One of the games my dad and I played when I was a teen was Ping-Pong. I played against my peers and generally won most games. But when I played my dad, he destroyed me every time. So, I practiced and I practiced and I practiced until one day we played each other and I finally won! He smiled and said, “Sam, I’ve been waiting for this day to come.” Now, as he said this I was thinking he was going to humbly accept his defeat. Not so much. Instead, he continued, “Now I want to play you using my left hand.” That’s when I realized; dad is left-handed. Ugh. We played again, this time using his left hand, and he didn’t just destroy me; he left me baffled by the whole event. Not only did he beat me, but he played an entirely different style of game…