Probably I'd just be real good at tennis. I would alo have a blonde girlfriend with big boobs. She'd be really outgoing and intelligent. We would meet after my training sessions and go to the movies with a couple of friends, amybe hit the clubs later on. I'd probably be into house, she'd be all about soft rock and I would make fun of that all the time. She wouldn't mind though. Maybe she would move on to study in a different place, which would work out in the beginning, but after a while I'd get a little paranoid and started making those crucial "mistakes" myself. Soon our realtionship would be inofficially over. My parents and especially my grandmother wouldn't find out for months. I'd be a little depressed for a while, but also more focused on my incredible tennis abilities. Eventually I'd partake in one or two national competitions and show up in some local newspapers, somewhere between austrian icehockey news and that charity soccer game the mayor played in.