You get only one or two volleys like this per season. A volley that looks not just like it was hit perfectly, but that the ball is streaking back to a lover it has been kept away from for months. There is not a straighter line and there’s a frenzy to its rush to the caress of the back of the net. The only other place you see this kind of meeting used to be the airport when you were allowed to meet people at the gate. This shot and the net are clearly drawn to each other.