Reg­u­lar (dream) Welling­ton­ista ten­nis dou­bles part­ner Daniela Han­tu­cho­va demon­strates the cor­rect attire for our week­ly Sun­day morn­ing hit around. Pic­ture court­sey of Vedia at Flickr.

Hataitai Park, a bril­liant sun­ny day, and the gen­tle thwack and thwock of ten­nis balls inter­spersed with the bird­song com­ing from the sur­round­ing trees, pro­vides the per­fect sound­track for the week­ly dou­bles match.

For some peo­ple at least. Oth­ers, it would seem, require the lat­est and great­est hip-hop beats to be played at top vol­ume from their SUV parked beside the near­by net­ball court to tru­ly cre­ate the cor­rect play­ing atmos­phere. Not that we have any­thing against Mis­sy, Kanye, Fid­dy et. al., it’s just that we pre­fer to hear them in the com­fort of our own home, when we choose to lis­ten, and not as an enforced exer­cise while we’re try­ing to impress the peo­ple on the court next to us with the speed of our ever-improv­ing ser­vice. It’s just dis­tract­ing, isn’t it?