Alright, let’s talk about this Ben Shelton fella and all his boo-boos. Seems like this young man can’t catch a break, always hurtin’ somethin’ or other. I tell ya, it’s like watchin’ my old mule try to plow a rocky field – somethin’s bound to give sooner or later.
First off, this fella had to skip the Olympics. Now, I ain’t no fancy sports person, but even *I* know the Olympics are a big deal. He said it was ’cause of the tennis schedule bein’ too packed. Hmph, sounds like a load of hogwash to me. Probably just didn’t wanna go all that way and get hisself hurt even worse. Can’t say I blame him, though. Flyin’ all over the place like a bat outta hell, bound to wear a body down.
Then there’s this thing about him clutchin’ his leg. Hamstring, they call it. Sounds painful, like pullin’ a muscle tryin’ to lift a stubborn cow. And that shoulder thing? Said it felt like a baseball pitcher’s arm gone bad. Well, I reckon throwin’ them tennis balls around all day ain’t much different. Over and over, wham, wham, wham – no wonder somethin’ popped outta place.
And don’t even get me started on that fella hittin’ him with that super-fast serve! 230 kilometers per hour! That ain’t right, I tell ya. It’s like gettin’ hit by a runaway tractor. No wonder he’s all banged up. They should make them fellas slow down, before somebody gets seriously hurt. It ain’t natural, throwin’ somethin’ that fast. Makes me think of them younguns drivin’ them loud motorcycles down the highway – always in a hurry, always gonna end up in a ditch.
Now, they say he’s made a pile of money playin’ this tennis game. Millions, they say. Well, good for him, I guess. But what good is all that money if you can’t even enjoy it? Always hurtin’, always seein’ doctors, always missin’ out on things. Reminds me of that old farmer down the road, worked his fingers to the bone his whole life, had a big pile of money but never had time to spend it. Died young, he did. Sad, real sad.
- Ben had to miss the Olympics because he said the tennis schedule is too busy. I think he was just scared of getting hurt more.
- He hurt his leg, they call it a hamstring, and his shoulder, like a baseball pitcher. Too much tennis, I tell ya.
- Some fella hit him real hard with a fast serve. 230 kilometers per hour! That’s just dangerous.
I hope this young Ben Shelton fella figures things out. He needs to listen to his body and slow down. Maybe take a break, go fishin’, eat some good home cookin’. That’ll do him more good than all them fancy doctors and trainers. And maybe he should find a different game, somethin’ a little less rough on the body. Like checkers. Or maybe just sittin’ on the porch swing, watchin’ the sun go down. That’s what *I* like to do. Keeps me out of trouble, and it don’t hurt a bit.
And all that money he’s earned, 5.2 million they say. That’s a lot of money. More than anyone in my whole town has ever seen. I hope he’s saving it and not just throwing it around on frivolous things. Money can disappear faster than a flock of chickens when a hawk flies over, you know.
But I tell ya, it seems like these athletes, they push themselves too hard. Always gotta be the best, gotta win, gotta be faster, stronger. It ain’t natural, I say. We’re supposed to live a little bit, enjoy the simple things, spend time with family and friends. Not breakin’ our bodies for some trophy or a pile of money. There’s more to life than that, I tell ya. More to life than that.
Tags: [Ben Shelton, Injury, Tennis, Olympics, Hamstring, Shoulder, Swiss Indoors, ATP]
