I drew this because my Slazenger OMEGA Tennis Racquet was my very first brand-new racquet. It wasn’t handed down to me. I didn’t find it in the rafters of my Grandpa’s garage. It was brand new, with oil-filled nylon strings, and I paid for every penny of it by mowing lawns at $5 a 1/2 acre. That’s what I said — a half acre… of thick Algonac, Michigan grass. I probably bought the racquet more for its design than I did for how well it played because, in all fairness, I wasn’t the best player and this racquet was probably more show than anything else. But I loved it because it was new and it was mine.
I drew this because my Slazenger OMEGA Tennis Racquet was my very first brand-new racquet. It wasn’t handed down to me. I didn’t find it in the rafters of my Grandpa’s garage. It was brand new, with oil-filled nylon strings, and I paid for every penny of it by mowing lawns at $5 a 1/2 acre. That’s what I said — a half acre… of thick Algonac, Michigan grass. I probably bought the racquet more for its design than I did for how well it played because, in all fairness, I wasn’t the best player and this racquet was probably more show than anything else. But I loved it because it was new and it was mine.
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