Saturday mornings are my favourite. A large sports hall, ten tables and lots of people. I had a knock with grey David then little Richie then doubles then back to Ritchie. Some time ago Tony the Coach had corrected my grip. It should be limp-wristed which brings the handle parallel to the wrist so the bat is an extension of your arm. This grip does not come naturally to me and although I start the rally with it I quickly default to my normal grip. But for the last half an hour with Ritchie I forced myself to be limp-wristed and by golly, what a difference!!! It added a whole new dimension to my game, I suddenly became outstanding!!! Every limp-wristed attacking shot was a winner, I was devastating. I must must must make this grip natural, my new default.
Then as we were packing up and chatting, Richie asked me if I cleaned my bat.... I could have kissed him because I had recently watched a Utube video on that very subject AND, for the first time ever, I had my dampened cleaning cloth with me. I demonstrated the way to check the grippiness of Richie's bat. Place a ball on a flat surface and press the bat onto it then lift the bat and see if the ball sticks....it didn't. Then I cleaned the rubber on his bat and did the same demonstration and the bat lifted the ball for a foot before it dropped off. Ritchie was amazed at the before and after difference and also impressed by my extensive (and very recently aquired) knowledge of all things table-tennis. Sometimes the stars align and angels dance on my tongue .....today was such a day.


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