Pickleball Pause

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A middle-aged man, Jared, sitting on a park bench with his leg extended, ankle bandaged, and a pickleball paddle resting beside him.

Jared: I can’t believe I sprained my ankle. No pickleball for weeks!

Jared looks contemplative, staring out at the pickleball court where others are playing.

Jared: Well, at least I have more time to work on my fantasy football team.

Jared shrugs with one hand, holding his pickleball paddle in the other, a slight frown on his face.

Jared: But now I won’t be able to show off my signature backhand spin serve.

Jared smiles awkwardly, trying to lift his own spirits, as a squirrel hops by the bench.

Jared: Maybe this is the universe telling me to take up chess instead?