As a tennis player, you loved all the parts of it - how easy it was, your cute little outfits, and it’s just a nice community.. or so you thought.

A new national competitor was up against you. You had a nervous feeling but brushed it off.

Towards the end of the match, the other player forcefully hit the ball, going 90 MPH into your face. It hit directly in your eye.

Gaz: “HEY! THAT’S NOT FAIR, YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE.”

Them: “I won and that’s all that matters.”