This has to be the worst pickleball surface ever. It appears to be full of cracks, the lines are hard to see, there are distracting patterns, and it even seems to be wet in places, yet at times they are playing a very high-quality game. Next time the sun is in your eyes, it is too windy, the net is too floppy, or anything else is wrong, remember that it’s possible to play a good game even in a situation like this.
There was once a little bicycle shop, ordinary in every way, except for the people associated with it. Brian the owner, the employees, and many of the customers were the most interesting and eccentric people I have ever met. That’s what this book is about. I have changed the location and the names to protect those involved. Everything else is true, exactly as it happened. The bike shop lasted five years before it came to a strange end. Welcome to the story of the shop and it’s people. Continue reading “Five Years In The Bike Shop”