Finally, right around 1 a.m., just as it looked like Bobby Reynolds had won match point, this happened:
You're not likely to ever see Bill Belichick ever cost the Patriots a Super Bowl victory due to premature celebration, but that's almost what happened here.
And you know what? That's exactly why I'm really gotten into WTT the past couple of years. How can you not love a professional sport where the atmosphere is still laid back enough for something like this to happen, and for everyone--coach, players, announcers, fans--not to completely lose their shit, and indeed, see the humor in it?
(Granted, it's easy to say that now, since Reynolds finally won the match a couple of minutes later, but still.)
If you haven't gone to a Kastles match yet, you have almost an entire year to make sure your schedule is clear in July. Even if tennis isn't your thing, you should still go. In a city full of teams with sociopath owners, slumping $100 million free agents, perpetual underachievers, and playoff choke artists, wouldn't it be fun to root for a team that's none of those things?
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