A CALL ANSWERED -- by Steve Nadis
The letter came out two days ago, and I was already starting to worry about the fact that I had not yet been approached by any new handball players, when something strange and wonderful happened. After taking an afternoon swim today at the Y, I chatted briefly with the lifeguard in the locker room. He suggested I should take up competitive swimming. I said that I could never swim that far or hard without seriously damaging my shoulders. "There's one game...," he started to say but then caught himself. "Nah, I guess with bad shoulders you'd never play..."
"What game is that?" I asked.
"Handball," he said tentatively.
"Well, you're talking to the right person. If I didn't exactly write the book on handball around here, I did at least write the letter," I said, pulling out a copy of my celebrated Chronicle dispatch.
He read it in amazement, and things progressed from there. We've already set up a game. Next, he and his partner--both a generation younger than our usual crowd--will get to meet the gang. And the future of handball in Cambridge, for those of you who've passed sleepless nights worrying about it, is suddenly looking a lot brighter.


I have to hand it to Steve Nadis. His heartfelt hand-wringing about the imminent demise of the sport of handball in the April 20th Chronicle brought this too-long ignored issue to the attention of the people of Cambridge. If there were a Pulitzer Prize for coverage of dying sports, Mr. Nadis would win handily. The fact that there are only a handful of players left at the Cambridge Y -- you can count them on one hand -- is a tragedy that words fail to describe.
Having tried the sport myself once, I can add my voice to the chorus of complaints that Mr. Nadis reports. My hands not only hurt, they swelled to about 3 times their normal size, and turned a yellowish-grey color. My hands were so injured that I was unable to dial the Chronicle SpeakOut line for several weeks.
Despite my complaints, I hope that the residents of Cambridge will lend Mr. Nadis a helping hand and give the sport a try. Failing that, they could at least call him Snake. (Comment this)