When I’m not working or with my family, chances are I’m playing tennis. That has been one of the wonderful benefits of our move to California.

But this weekend I find myself in the position of tennis addict agony. One of my teams has reached the Northern California championships, in part through my undefeated record with a great doubles partner, George. The team kicks off its quest for the title Friday morning in Fresno.

I, however, am in Dubai on business (and it’s already Friday lunchtime). Here’s the irony. The best tennis in the world this week is happening pretty much down the street. I, however, am stuck in a conference room in the desert.

So no tennis playing in Fresno and no tennis watching in Dubai. Woe is me.