If you're interested, the group that tennis joined last week is (in the order they first obsessed me):
- Current events/journalism*
- College football
- Gourmet food/cooking/Alton Brown
I always thought I was gayer than that. The only hint that I'm not about to overdose on testosterone is number 6. Apparently my heterosexual marriage isn't a sham after all.
Update: I just found out that there is one other player in a USTA league with my exact name and playing at the level I assume myself to be. I wish to meet this fellow, challenge him to a tennis match and then defeat him in straight sets for existential reasons.