My coworker Matsuo is on assignment in Salt Lake City, Utah.
Week 1, LINE:
"I was invited to play pickleball. I asked what it is. Nobody could explain. They said, 'Just bring water.'"
Week 2:
"Lost 11 to 0. To a 79-year-old woman named Nadine. She did not apologize once."
Week 4:
"Nadine added me to the group. 46 people. Ages 23 to 84. A dentist, a roofer, two nurses, and a man who only ever says 'Kitchen!' Every morning at 7."
In Japan, to join something like this, you need a club, a fee, a matching uniform and an introduction from a senior member.
In Utah, you need a paddle and to be standing near the court.
Week 7, last night:
"Beat Nadine. 11 to 9. She hugged me. Then she said, 'Rematch Thursday.'"
"No Thursday has ever frightened me like this one."