Kelvin joined the Humboldt Pickleball Club recently and we've been doing a lot of outdoor pickleballing with Iver at Carlson Park in Arcata, particularly on Saturday mornings, which has a lively crew of ballers with which to rotate in and out (they coordinate group play time via an app which I don't have). We occasionally plan indoor drop-in at Arcata's Community Center, but I prefer to play outdoors (I have a hard time seeing the indoor, orange ball and the lines on the indoor courts, which also sometimes have "dead spots").
Kelvin gets notifications and (pretty much) twisted my arm into participating in a tournament this weekend at the Adorni Center in Eureka playing mixed doubles (they were strict on not allowing anyone under eighteen enter the tournament, so Iver, who of course really wanted to play, had to sit this one out and watch / ([coach us] from the sidelines). I didn't know this prior to showing up (since Kelvin took care of the registration), but there were apparently two divisions (3.5 and over and under 3.5) and were placed in the higher one, as Kelvin is a stronger player than I am, so we had to "play up.” The quality and quantity of teams was much higher than the tournament that Iver and I played in Arcata in November.
It was a pretty full day, starting around 9 a.m. with round robin play (we had nine teams in our division), followed by bracket play. We were mediocre (3-3) in round robin play and were seeded seventh in the bracket, but we got revenge on Karen and her partner Mike in our first round in the bracket. However, we then went on to lose (not not-close fashion) our next match to a father-daughter pair who we'd beaten earlier. I found that pickleball match-ups are pretty tricky-- it takes several points to get a feel for opponents' style of play/spin and strengths/weaknesses and with a first-to-eleven set, it's easy to let the set get away from you without getting into much of a rhythm! Many people hit hard and flat, some hit with tricky slice, and some hit soft and low-- most are pretty consistent (more than I am!) at the net, which is not a place I'm super comfortable.
I had been reluctant to play "competitive" pickleball, as I feel quite slow in terms of reflexes and reaction time at the net (I definitely don't have "quick hands"). My tennis game, when I used to play, included mostly baseline play, and approaching the net only when I had a strong advantage. However, in pickleball, you're encouraged to press the net (but have to stand behind a "kitchen" line, so closing the net as we're taught in tennis isn't allowed on balls taken out of the air). My tennis "touch" doesn't translate that well with the pickleball, as you need to hit volleys with a much flatter strike to succeed.
I am frustrated both when I get targeted at net (a good strategy for the opposing team, to be fair, but annoying and which feels "mean" when you're the "weaker player" to which they send the majority of balls), and also when I see slow or not-that-athletic-appearing people with with odd ball-striking technique but who are consistent get the better of me in match play. I turn into a different, hyper-competitive and not-that-positive person when I make a lot of unforced errors on which I think (in my head) I should be able to execute, and got pretty negative on myself yesterday when I missed a lot of consecutive balls at the net-- I think the tournament play/atmosphere is not really for me and I'd like to stick with "fun" weekend "pick-up" play (outdoors, where I can actually see the ball/lines and where my lobs don't hit the folded up basketball hoops, losing us points)!
In any case, Kelvin and I didn't totally "crash out," playing for third and winning our best-of-three-set match with a couple who were excellent "dinkers" and very consistent at net (but whom we frustrated by lobbing a lot to make them run and reach, which was effective).
Kelvin sustained this pickleball outfit injury (to his favorite pants!) and feels quite sore today. I also have some leg bruises, both from kneeling for low volleys, and from whacking my leg a few times in frustration.







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