Tennis Ball, Anyone?

Now that the major tennis tournamnents are over for the year, it's fair to ask: what happens to all those balls the players discard with such disdain before selecting just the perfect one to serve?

Sure some go for aces, some go wide, some go short and some are even returned, usually to the surprise of the server. "Hmm, that was winner, ###%$^."

Now the women are another category, bless 'em. They get one ball at a time  to serve and seem to be very happy about it.

So what's with the guys? They take a handful of balls, stare at them them intenseley, toss one away and tuck another into their pants.

Was that first ball not yellow enough? Did it have too much fuzz? Was it, heaven forbid, not round enough? Too heavy? Too light? Not my sponsors?

I bet that with all that introspection about what ball to use, it comess back into play anyway some time later in the match. Think they recognize it? Not a chance.

So why all the ball-selection fuss? Just take a deep breath and serve the innocent thing.

Fore! Oops, wrong sport.