Happiness is a backhand place, a forehand smash, then a forehand kill.

My overall table tennis game has finally been improving, mostly from playing against some provincial team players and studying how they move. For the first two months I got back from Hong Kong I had no feeling for the ball. I’ve been trying to balance myself out more, working on my backhand, which was my weakness, without sacrificing too much of my forehand, which was my strength. I was best at counter-driving, but that’s cause I used to play a running forehand game, which was extremely risky. The problem, I discovered, was that I was almost never in the ready stance, a bad habit I picked up when drilling. Now that I’ve achieved a much better balance, I’ve become less aggressive but more versatile.