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."