Pickleball Magazine 2-5 | Page 46

PLAYER PROFILE MIKE PRPICH DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES? BY ALAN NEFF M aybe you played a sport or two in high school. Maybe you played a sport in college. Maybe you never picked up a sport at all. Perhaps you dabbled with tennis or golf or handball. Or, you just wanted to be with the other kids who were playing softball. Maybe you never picked up that camera or the pen or the paintbrush. Or, maybe you were a heavy little kid who couldn’t make the team or a short kid who couldn’t dunk the ball. Maybe you were too shy or too weak or a hundred other things. You sat on the sidelines, or you couldn’t afford the shoes or the camera or the uniform. You probably have two legs and two arms and an average body. Most of us did; most of us still do. But Mike Prpich does not. Mike is missing his right arm and hand. Funny thing about Mike—he doesn’t know he’s handicapped. Mike plays pickleball, and he plays it very well. You would never say he has a handicap when you see him play. He loves the sport, loves the challenge, and he wants to win. And, like all of us, he gets mad and cusses occasionally—he’s human. 44 He’s mentally very strong. Guys like this—they make me want to do better, fight harder, learn more, go the extra step. Mike and his family work and live in Sault St. Marie, Ontario, Canada. Mike lost his right arm at the tender age of 33 one cold January day, in a terrible accident while working with logging equipment. He was a right-handed person who then had to retrain himself to do all things with his left arm and hand. All the things that we do naturally, he had to relearn and adapt. We might all say, “Damn fine job,”and leave it at that. However, Mike also wanted to get back to playing sports. I can’t help but wonder if I would have taken up pickleball with only one arm/hand. How would I serve? How would I hit a backhand shot? How would I keep my balance? It seems very daunting to me. Retraining oneself to do all of life’s physical needs— check. Now taking up pickleball? Um, I might fall, I might embarrass myself, and I may not be any good. Those thoughts would certainly enter my head. TO SUBSCRIBE CALL 888.308.3720 OR GO TO THEPICKLEBALLMAG.COM