So, our tennis team normally plays on Saturdays at 1pm. Last weekend, we were rained out and had to reschedule. Sunday wasn’t good. Monday night wasn’t ideal, but we had one pair that had to play that night, so the gals showed up at the courts to play and this is what they saw. It was so eery I had to get it on camera. Wouldn’t this make a great setting for a thriller scene in a movie? You can already hear the wheels in my brain moving, can’t you? A tennis player beaten with her own racquet. Her body left limp on the court, blood marking the service line. Yeah, Stephen King has nothing on me and this disturbed mind of mine. Ha! I play tonight. I wonder if my teammates will show up after reading this post.