Only just a Dream

Can anyone ever imagine I played with the great Pete Sampras? Well I did. Only in my dreams.

Last night, I had a dream of being in the same side of the draw with Pete Sampras. I can't remember which tournament it was. But I'm sure it was a grandslam, either Wimbledon or US open. It was 1st round and I already had to play with him. I only remember myself on the same coach bus as him, making our way down to the stadium. We had a small chat. He was rather quiet, I guess prolly getting mentally prepared for the match. I did some preparation as well. I was extremely nervous. I was shaking. Couldn't help myself from thinking about Pete's huge serves and his game style of "serve and volley". "How on earth am I gonna return his serves? Block it?" "His gonna make a fool out of me." "How do I play with a guy who serves and volleys so well?" "I must find a way to play well" Those were the thoughts running through my head at that time, when I was in the bus.

It didn't seem long before we arrived at the stadium. All I remember now was that very image of myself getting off the bus after Sampras. I was at the bus's door, I looked out and it was so bright. I had to squint my eyes as I came out. There was a crowd cheering on too. Feels as though I was taking my steps to heaven. All ended when suddenly for some reason I woke up....