Let me tell you about a racquet that outlives its owner's need for it, because that is what these are. A junior frame is used hard for perhaps eighteen months and then it is put in a cupboard, and years later somebody finds it, and it is far too small for anybody in the house, and nobody can quite bring themselves to throw it away. Every family I have ever met has one. Yours will be this one.
Length 58.5 centimetres, 23 inches, which is the size for a child who has outgrown the shortest frames and is not yet ready for 25. Head size 610 square centimetres, 95 square inches.
While it is in service, it is properly made.
Weight 195 grams, 6.9 ounces — light enough that the child can actually swing it through the ball rather than shoving at it, which is the single most important thing at this stage, because a frame that is too heavy teaches a short arm and a chopping motion that takes years to undo. Grip size 000. Item number V18J23.
Cross section 20 millimetres.
It comes strung, so there is nothing between the box and the first rally. Volkl put it at ages six to eight, and as always the honest advice is to size by the child rather than by the birthday.
Mary is the right city for a story about things that outlast their purpose. Out at Merv, the mausoleum of Sultan Sanjar still stands, its ribbed dome carried over twenty-seven-metre walls, in a city that has been empty for centuries. The Great Kyz Kala holds seventeen rooms round a court behind deeply corrugated mud walls that nobody has needed since the horsemen stopped coming.
Erk Gala, the round citadel, was first raised in the seventh century BC. And in the regional museum in Mary, the finds from all of it sit in cases, kept by people who could not throw them away either.
Nobody ever throws away the first one. Nobody.
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