White courts, green clay...  And the club rules forbid a sleeveless shirt!  I had to run back to the boat and grab a t-shirt (and only one I had was black!) to be able to go on the court.  The club manager proudly noted, in response to my comment that "Rafa would not feel very welcome...", that they "refused Monoya just a year or so ago..." I joined Mark on our court and promptly noted that the foursome of women two courts over were all wearing sleeveless shirts... Go figure!

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