• The one, the only

When I was a kid I wanted to be Billie Jean King. I bought a pair of blue Adidas with money I’d saved from my paper route, and took to thwacking a tennis ball against the wall down in the basement. My parents didn’t appreciate this abuse of their paneling. But at least I stopped short of trying to emulate one of my other heroes, the javelin thrower Kate Schmidt, aka Kate the Great.