One of the students - Sam - wants to be a semi-professional tennis player. He currently is a tennis coach and enjoys it but he still dreams of playing well enough to be professional.
I was impressed. One, because I am horrible at tennis. Two, because I have been learning this summer a lot about the lessons one learns from sports (practice, practice, practice) and wishing that I had learned them.
Me: I am so impressed. I think tennis is just amazing. On Sunday, I watched Kunieda-san win the gold in the Paralympics. He was so impressive.
Sam-san: Kunieda-san is amazing! He's the best male single's tennis player.
Me: Yes, I know! <I stop to explain who this guy is to the other two people in the room>
Sam-san: You know, I've played against him before.
Sam-san: Yes, he was born in Sendai, you know. So he comes back every so often and I've played against him three times.
Me: Are you kidding me? I'm one degree away from Kunieda-san? <I practically had to fight grabbing Sam-san in a huge bear hug>
Sam-san: Yes, I will let you know when he comes back to Sendai and you can go watch him.
Me: Yes, please!!!
Sam-san: He has one of the best swings; it's better than lots of other professionals. One time, I asked him, 'Kunieda-san, how do you swing like that?' And he said, 'I swing my racket down.'
Me: Hahahah. That's like asking Bolt how he runs so fast and him saying, 'I just run.'
Sam-san: Hahahaha. Yeah. His response was not very enlightening. He is such an amazing player. I had no idea you liked him so much.
Me: Well, I didn't either, before Sunday.
I'm still in shock. Kunieda-san!! I know someone who knows him personally and has played tennis with him!!!