Getting Real About My Racket Woes
Grabbed my racket yesterday feeling like garbage. Couldn’t hit a decent shot to save my life. Ball kept sailing everywhere except over the net. Felt like tossing the thing into the pond near court 3.
Remembered seeing G Hussey stuff pop up while doomscrolling. Thought “what the heck, can’t get worse.” Opened the video expecting more tennis jargon nonsense.
Actually Trying The Stupid Simple Stuff
Hussey kept yelling about two things: hold the racket like a hammer and stand like you’re stuck in mud. Sounded dumb but I gave it a shot.
First, changed my grip right there on the baseline. Squeezed that handle like it owed me money. Felt weird – like holding a frying pan wrong.
Then planted my feet wide apart like he showed. Stopped doing that little hop-skip dance I always do before swinging. Just stood there feeling heavy.
What Happened Next Blew My Mind
Started hitting against the practice wall. First few went wild like usual. Then suddenly – THWACK.
Felt different. Ball smashed right into the sweet spot. Didn’t even think about my elbow or wrist. Just swung from the shoulder like Hussey said.
Kept going:
- Forgot fancy footwork, just shuffled side to side
- Kept that “hammer grip” death clutch
- Stared at where the ball would hit the strings
After twenty minutes? Not one ball in the bushes. Even made the wall target rattle five times straight. Never done that sober.
Why This Actually Stuck With Me
Got sweaty, took a break. Realized why it worked – didn’t overcomplicate crap. Old lessons told me ten things to remember per shot. Hussey gave me two:
- Stop moving your feet like a tap dancer
- Hold the thing properly
Practiced serves after, same deal. No crazy windup like before. Just stood sideways, tossed ball, whacked it. Landed seven out of ten in the service box. Normally lucky to get three.
Sore as hell today. Still garbage compared to club players. But didn’t hate tennis for first time in months. Will hit that stupid wall again tomorrow.
