Sublime

he threw me a bone, saying, “You heard of Titanic Thompson?” I had not. “Check him out. That guy got it.”

I don’t care about any deals, I tell Nick. I can’t sacrifice my life to a deal. I’ll handle it, he says. He doctors a Prince racket, stencils it to look like a Donnay, and I cruise to several easy victories at Indian Wells. I lose in the quarters, but I don’t care, because I have my racket back, my game back.