Wood Racquets

While in Missouri, I tried to toss a serve on one of my dad’s old wood racquets, and well, I failed miserably. Eventually, as I got the hang of it, I noticed as the ball would hit the racquet, the sensation was completely foreign. When I brought this up to a friend who plays a lot of tennis, he directed me to this article.

I have one in Brooklyn. When it gets warmer, I’ll try to convince someone to pick one up as well. I love the idea of playing a purer, cleaner, perhaps more physically challenging game of tennis.

And as a style item, one need look no further than Diannie Keaton Hall, Woody Allen, and Jack Lemmon.

7 Comments

  1. Molly Worth
    January 6, 2009

    Very clever. I like your assortment of photos. Excellent.

  2. plaidout
    January 6, 2009

    Thanks Molly!

  3. ian
    January 6, 2009

    i have some serious wooden rackets stored in florida, man

  4. plaidout
    January 7, 2009

    I smell a late March match of the plaid ones in the neighborhood park.

  5. plaidout
    January 8, 2009

    It looks like I am on the same wavelength as Jake Davis. Thanks to Dan H. for pointing this out!

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