Word: kenyon
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...Kenyon: At one point, Ben ML and I decided that to win the point, we should hit it to Wasserstein. The problem was we couldn’t control our own shots, most of mine going horribly awry. And you couldn’t hit them to Summers, because he would slam them back low to the ground full of topspin and near the line...
...game went to deuce a few times, but we ended up losing. So it was 3-1 now. Larry did not seem happy. He really wanted to win, and I was obviously the reason we kept losing. I began trying desperately to send psychic signals to Ben and Kenyon, begging them to relent...
...Kenyon: Ben Wass was looking pretty desperate out there. I guess it was tough for him, crapping it up while Summers was his teammate. I did what I could to make him look as bad as possible...
...were down 4-1. The only game we won was when Summers served. At this point, I was reconciled to the fact that me and Summers were going to go down in flames, and that it was all my fault. Weirdly, my attempts to telepathically make Ben and Kenyon go easy on us seemed only to embolden them. I just wanted to lose with dignity. I’m kind of ashamed to say it, but I was ready to give in to my own suckiness. Thing was, Larry wouldn?...
...Kenyon: My game consisted of big forehand blasts which went long, lobs and weird slices which left my body twisted when I finished the swing. Summers, by contrast, was the very picture of consistency and cool, only his eyes giving away any hint of emotion. Well, his eyes, and the occasional sigh when Wasserstein fucked...