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My grandfather had two amazing tennis racquets that were the same because very few people know that you need to have two identical racquets in tennis in case one gets the strings broken you could have a backup. My grandfather kept the racquets in the top of his room. All the important old stuff of my grandmother and grandfather was put in there in order to sometimes remember good old times when they were dressing or doing any other activity. My grandfather was a great tennis player at his time. But when he turned sixty, he stopped playing tennis because of some knee problems. After he turned 60 the racquets were there all year long. He always encouraged all family to sometime play tennis in our life and he insisted that if we ever got a chance to play we used his racquets cause they were very good racquets and they were there used by nobody. He said that the day that we wanted to learn we could count on those racquets to start learning (they were too old and there were better racquets in the market). Through family dinners at my grandparents house, Christmas celebrations, birthdays. Through my mother and her sisters weddings. Through Mexico winning GOLD on soccer in the London 2012 Olympic Games, and on, you could always find my grandfathers tennis racquets in his room. My grandfather that is named Miguel Ochoa was an incredible tennis player. His dad was the captain at Saint Edwards University Division 1 tennis team. His dad taught him how to be a very good tennis player. My grandfather started playing tennis when he was 8 years old, and since then he has been really great in this amazing sport, until he stopped when he turned 60. He usually played tennis at the sports club with all his friends. But to him this was just not a hobby, he played local tournaments and sometimes regional. He usually practiced at the club and sometimes he will go to friends clubs and play a couple of sets. My grandfather had very good days in which he won matches and tournaments, obviously he had bad days too, he sometimes lost 6-0, 6-0. The amazing thing about all this is that, my grandfather had a great time playing tennis and he kept his racquets close to him in his room just to remember those good days when he could practice and win this amazing sport. He played to have memories and have a good time doing something good for his health and his life; he got really excited when he won.