By Christian Koskorelos
I started tennis at the age of ten at Overpeck Park in Leonia, N.J. It was an accident, you know. I was with my friend Peter who lived upstairs from me in Palisades Park. We found a bunch of old racquets and we just started playing against the wall. Eventually we made our way to the court. I got hooked on tennis but he didn't. Soon, he moved to River Edge and eventually I moved to another apartment in Palisades Park. I never thought I would take tennis so far after that first encounter. I started bashing the wall every day while my mother walked the circle at Overpeck. Once she was finished with the circle, we would leave.
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"Tursunov invited us to dinner"
By Christian Koskorelos
I started tennis at the age of ten at Overpeck Park in Leonia, N.J. It was an accident, you know. I was with my friend Peter who lived upstairs from me in Palisades Park. We found a bunch of old racquets and we just started playing against the wall. Eventually we made our way to the court. I got hooked on tennis but he didn't. Soon, he moved to River Edge and eventually I moved to another apartment in Palisades Park. I never thought I would take tennis so far after that first encounter. I started bashing the wall every day while my mother walked the circle at Overpeck. Once she was finished with the circle, we would leave.
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