You are not going to believe this but, my wife plays Pickleball. Yes Pickleball. Neither dill nor sweet balls are used. It’s played with a wiffle ball. A wiffle ball bigger than a practice golf wiffle ball. None the less, it’s part ping pong, part tennis, and uses a solid wood paddleball paddle. But it is scored something like badmitten. But the net is low to the ground but not as wide as a tennis net. I am certain this game was devised more for social than sport. I’m just glad I’m not there when the game is played. When there are more than one court going, it gets very noisy. Good luck with this.

Published by Chuck the Curmudgeonmeister

If I told you the truth about myself you would think what a wad of chewed gum stuck under a church pew I am. Dull. Ordinary. However, I wasn't born yesterday.

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