My wife and I first saw my daughter playing tennis.
Somehow, the start time of each game of a tournament has been always announced only on the very day, so my wife said that most parents haven't gone to the tennis court.
But, as this tournament may be the last game for my daughter in the third year of junior high school, we decided to go to the game.
Just as expected, we had to kill time for about two hours by going to a restaurant.
As a result, they won first, and then lost.
The coach shouted to them,"What on earth are you doing? What have you practiced in your three years?", which carried me back to my junior high school days.
