Subscriber Holiday Greetings!

[jhandy]

We are so lucky to have you helping us John!
Happy Holidays and keep up the fantastic work.


Jefe

[John Yandell]

To the Tennisplayer Community,

Here are some other great holiday salutations! I really do appreciate hearing that the work is appreciated. It makes it worth it a thousand times over...

John Yandell


John,

I sincerely hope , 2010 will be as rewarding to you in your continuing efforts to develope " Tennis Player" as my subscription to your web site has been to me. Congratulations and continued success in its development. Happy Holidays
Leon Melideo

Wishing you and your family a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Mo El sayed

Hi John,
Every month I look forward to an excellent issue of tennisplayer.net and you never disappoint. Be well and Happy Holidays to you and your family.
Tom Clear

Happy holiday to John Yandell and his support group.
Thanks for all the online instructions.
It helped my game a lot.
Thanks
Hossein Vahedi

We are so lucky to have you helping us John!
Happy Holidays and keep up the fantastic work.

Jefe


I hope that you and your family had a Merry Christmas and the New Year will be healthy and progressive for you.

Steve Navarro

And here is the full poem from which the famous wimbledon words come:

If…by Rudyard Kipling

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you.
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise…

If you can make one heap of all your winning
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them…Hold on!

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings- nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it.
And- which is more-you will be a Man, my son!