The weather was perfect for a tennis tournament. It had been raining every day for weeks before the sun had finally come out.
Paul was feeling a little nervous because he faced his biggest rival, Fred, who had a great serve and excellent timing.
He looked at him worriedly. "Bring your gear over here and have a seat"
"Sure coach" said Paul " whatever you say"
" (not rest) you (тут напутано, пропущен текст)... I was being chased by a huge tennis ball when I woke up in a sweat.
You have come a long way since the last time you played Fred , so don't worry.
You're right , coach, decided Paul , I will give it my best shot and maybe , just maybe , I might beat him this time
