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THE HANSBERRY COLLEGE NOCTURNE

THE HANSBERRY COLLEGE NOCTURNE

Jan David Aronson
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TENNIS. The most unscrupulous, unpredictable, down and dirty team sport every created. But only on the inside. To the average spectator it was, and is, a beautiful, physical ballet for the ages. The Collegiate programs and the Professional tour are equally implicit. I'm Jimmy Brett, soon to be senior at Hansberry College, one of the premier schools on the East Coast. Number one singles for the past three years. The only reason Hansberry recruited me was that I could hit a little round tennis ball harder than anyone else. But all that was insignificant when placed alongside what had really happened.
Since my senior year in high school and up to just a few weeks ago, I was intimately involved with four murders and a triple suicide. Not that I had anything to do with any of them. Just that I knew them all. And in all these years, no one has a clue who the perpetrator was. Not the Police Chief, not the State Highway Patrol, not even the grieving families involved. Nor did I. And that made it all the more frustrating.
After my stellar junior season at Hansberry, I was awarded a wild card to the US Open as long as I won out on all three qualifying matches. It would be a daunting accomplished but I had several people cheering me on. One of my goals was overturning a very unfair decision to curtail all Hansberry sports for the next two years. But, for my main concern, I took a deep breath and called John C. Jackson, one of the most lethal defense attorneys in America. Thankfully, he was a true tennis aficionado and had acutely followed my rise up the ladder. I wanted every student athlete in the United States to receive a small weekly diem. Not much. Just subsistence. They were making billions for their universities and yet had to go to bed hungry due to over long practices and a truncated cafeteria schedule. It was absolutely a Master/Slave relationship and it had to be rectified immediately. Of course when Attorney Jackson brought up the subject, one would have thought the collegiate athletic world had imploded. And perhaps it had. It was my job, along with several other good-hearted influential people to alter college sports forever.
Pages
384
Format
Kindle Edition

THE HANSBERRY COLLEGE NOCTURNE

Jan David Aronson
0/5 ( ratings)
TENNIS. The most unscrupulous, unpredictable, down and dirty team sport every created. But only on the inside. To the average spectator it was, and is, a beautiful, physical ballet for the ages. The Collegiate programs and the Professional tour are equally implicit. I'm Jimmy Brett, soon to be senior at Hansberry College, one of the premier schools on the East Coast. Number one singles for the past three years. The only reason Hansberry recruited me was that I could hit a little round tennis ball harder than anyone else. But all that was insignificant when placed alongside what had really happened.
Since my senior year in high school and up to just a few weeks ago, I was intimately involved with four murders and a triple suicide. Not that I had anything to do with any of them. Just that I knew them all. And in all these years, no one has a clue who the perpetrator was. Not the Police Chief, not the State Highway Patrol, not even the grieving families involved. Nor did I. And that made it all the more frustrating.
After my stellar junior season at Hansberry, I was awarded a wild card to the US Open as long as I won out on all three qualifying matches. It would be a daunting accomplished but I had several people cheering me on. One of my goals was overturning a very unfair decision to curtail all Hansberry sports for the next two years. But, for my main concern, I took a deep breath and called John C. Jackson, one of the most lethal defense attorneys in America. Thankfully, he was a true tennis aficionado and had acutely followed my rise up the ladder. I wanted every student athlete in the United States to receive a small weekly diem. Not much. Just subsistence. They were making billions for their universities and yet had to go to bed hungry due to over long practices and a truncated cafeteria schedule. It was absolutely a Master/Slave relationship and it had to be rectified immediately. Of course when Attorney Jackson brought up the subject, one would have thought the collegiate athletic world had imploded. And perhaps it had. It was my job, along with several other good-hearted influential people to alter college sports forever.
Pages
384
Format
Kindle Edition

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