I had a really bad stretch in the second set. I was dumping balls at one point. He had momentum on his side at that point and I thought it would be a good time to try and change it at the beginning of the third set.

The was the slowest second serve I've hit since I was 12. I guess he wasn't expecting it.

They kept coming back. In one 20 second stretch I think it went from a very comfortable 16 point lead to nine, but overall Peabody couldn't keep up the pace.

I don't want to get too high-and-mighty about my serve because I still have one match to go. But I am feeling good about it this week.

We ended up finding these bike air horns. He was on one side of the stadium doing it, I was on the other.

You know, I still love the innocent parts of the game. I love hitting tennis balls. I love seeing the young guys do well. I'll still have a lot of friends to watch. I'll miss the relationships probably the most. As time passes, I'll probably miss the tennis more.