I found my old tennis racket yesterday and realized that I haven't posted anything on Tennis yet, which was a big fault on my part. I'm guessing by now, a lot of people know about these guys, but for those who don't, hold on to your rackets, here comes a smash of lounge rock that will swing you over the baseline. And judging by the looks of ya, I can already tell that you and Tennis are going to make a perfect match.
Serving a double dirtballer below: Baltimore and Marathon.
Marathon has been running through my mind since June and always makes me a little faint inside. Maybe the name has something to do with it?
When I play Tennis, the score is always LOVE-LOVE.
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