...so there i am...walking by a tennis court in the autumn of 2017...i had just played my " comeback tournament '' and had lost in the second round .
i got a great excuse...i have a disease that could actually make me hallucinate to the point that a tennis ball would look like a giant grasshopper...and that was one of the nice symptoms .
ANYWAY...there i am and this man in his mid forties comes up to me and says...'' are you stu strang ???
i stop picking my bum and reply...'' i am not sure any more...but go ahead " .
he tells me of how i rescued him from four bullies back in the eighties...he said that all his life he wanted to thank me .
...i smile and shook his hand .
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