At 35, Ubaldo Berti decides to return to the court. Although millions of people have taken up the sport thanks to (or because of) Jannik Sinner, things are not so different from the last time he was across the net. But in that small, archaic world where grey-haired managers and accountants exchange favors and banter, he makes an unpleasant acquaintance: his calcaneus. A minor bone, perhaps, but one that can ruin your life. An epic saga begins, involving private clinics, self-proclaimed gurus, exorbitant bills, and incomprehensible diagnoses. He emerges poorer and in more pain, but more self-aware. A me mi ha rovinato il tennis is a profound and hilarious book—and a beautifully written one—about growing up and the new obsession with tennis rackets. Read it in one sitting, or give it to that friend who is always inviting you to play, while you politely reply, “no, thank you.”
