USTA’S SALESMAN AND THE HOT AIR BALLOON!

By Javier Palenque

This morning I was going out for my regular 10-mile run with my pure-bred German Sheppard called “Gomer- for Gomer Pyle”, when it started pouring, so I had to come back and end my run.

Then shortly after arriving home, I got a very nice text message from my good friend from the Northeast and as I read it, I could not stop and think about the status-quo salesman that now runs a sport that he has never played so it is very hard for him to guide it by asking others who have other plans (only to keep their jobs).

I wish I could quote who wrote the following passage, but I cannot. Nonetheless, I hope you read it and laugh and think of the salesman at the USTA. I did and Gomer and I are still laughing

The salesman in the hot air balloon

A salesman is flying in a hot air balloon and realizes that he is lost. He reduces his height and spots a man down below. He lowers the balloon further and shouts, “Excuse me. Can you help me? I landed here, I am supposed to run tennis, but I don’t know where I am or what to do”

The man below, a very charismatic and sophisticated Latin young fellow called…