Close, but no cigar

My partner Keith Patrick Crowley and I had a great run last week in Costa Mesa, but lost in the finals to Marcos Giron and Mackenzie McDonald.

My partner Keith Patrick Crowley and I had a great run last week in Costa Mesa, but lost in the finals to Marcos Giron and Mackenzie McDonald.

It was another long, hard week of tennis in Costa Mesa. My doubles partner, Keith Crowley, and I had a great run all the way to the finals.

We came through a tough semifinal on Friday against the pair of Ernesto Escobedo and Eduardo Nava. We won the first set relatively comfortably, only to go down an early break in the second, before clinching it in the 3rd set super tiebreaker without a hitch. The final score 6-4 3-6 10-4.

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Doubles in Costa Mesa

Having lost in the singles I shifted my focus to the doubles tournament. In the round of 16 my partner and I faced two familiar faces. On the other side of the net were two players I played against last week, however they played with different partners. Damon Gooch and Sho Katayama paired up at the last minute with the hope of taking the doubles competition by storm. My partner, Keith and I, weren’t too keen on letting that happen.

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A comeback and a nail biter

My doubles partner Fabian Matthews and I have toughed out a couple close matches to reach the finals of the Claremont Futures!

My doubles partner Fabian Matthews and I have toughed out a couple close matches to reach the finals of the Claremont Futures!

It has been quite an exciting couple of days! Wednesday brought in the challenge of the doubles quarter finals. Fabian and I were matched up against the Japanese pair of Sato and Katayama, the number three seeds. We got off to a shaky start, losing our serve in the 3rd game. Midway through the first set absolute chaos erupted and our match became somewhat of a sideshow.

Smoke poured across the sky overhead as, we later found out, a nearby botanical garden went up in flames. What followed was pandemonium. A dozen helicopters circled overhead, ambulances raced passed the courts, and twin engine airplanes dived and soared a few hundred yards above our heads dropping water on the flames just a block away. Apparently the linesmen and umpire were not satisfied enough with the air show, and they wanted to see some tennis too, so we continued. Our opponents capitalized, as we played a little distracted, and before we knew it we were down 6-2.
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