The last time I watched a game of squash was at the National Stadium in Lagos about 37 years ago. The memory of the sport came back to me recently when I visited a recreation centre in Houston. Two fellas were on the court racketing the ball on the wall they both faced. Both men enthusiastically hit the round object hard enough against the adjacent wall so that it could come back to them for another hot hit until points were recorded in each individual player’s…
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