Hark, young squire! Approach and behold the Dunlop Stage 1 Green Tennis Ball 3-Pack — three trusty companions for the final stage of thy training.
Know their virtue: the Stage 1 green ball flieth some 25 percent slower than the balls of grown champions, granting a young player between roughly nine and ten summers the precious gift of TIME — time to read the bounce, time to set the feet, time to swing with honor upon a full-sized court.
'Tis the last trial before full knighthood, the green standard of the transition quest, approved for the teaching of the young by the great councils of tennis. Three balls to a pack: one for valor, one for practice, and one for the neighbor's dog, who is a worthy adversary.
Our castle stands in Prudnik, Poland, a town that knoweth much of squires and towers. In the year 1255, the Bohemian noble Wok of Rožmberk raised his keep here — Wok's Tower, 41 meters of honest stone, eldest structure in the realm, its terrace gazing toward the Czech mountains.
Around it grew the town, with market square and streets laid out by 1279, and there they stand yet, unmoved by seven centuries — consistency of bounce, as we knights say. The town hall's tower rises 63 meters over the Rynek, and the fountain there hath splashed since 1696, older than thy grandfather's serve.
And mark the woodland monastery of Prudnik-Las, where a primate of Poland was once held captive and endured with patience — for every champion must master the long rally. Now, to the tour, squire! Adventure, then checkout. Onward!
Know also, squire, that these three companions fly true everywhere from the cobbles of the Rynek beneath the town hall tower to the woodland courts out by Prudnik-Las, and they falter at neither. They are also perfect for a day's questing at the foot of Wok's Tower, where one-and-forty meters of honest stone hath judged far worse serves than thine.
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