St. George’s Mets House swung last night with Staten Island’s pickleball day, spiking NYC’s spring. Coach Jay Patel rallied 50 at Citi Field’s fan hub, a free paddle fest. It’s borough swings—rackets lent, pure SI vibe. A kid whacked a serve; a pro smashed back. ‘Staten paddles—this is it,’ Patel says, tossing balls. The courts turned lively.
The bash’s a one-off—April 5’s tie-in, it doubled since RSVPs, packing nets by 10 a.m. Patel’s a Richmond player; last night’s crowd hit max—volleys flew. A latecomer nabbed a paddle; cheers rang—NYC grit glowed. Mets swag dropped—prizes spiked hype. #SIPickle trended; Bronx wants a swing.
Some griped—’Too sweaty,’ sniped a newbie, dodging sweat. Space pinched—latecomers watched; game held. A net sagged—fixed quick; play rolled. Manhattan wants in, but St. George owns it—paddles rule. Mets House never bounced so hard.
Patel’s teasing a tourney, maybe a park if summer bites. ‘NYC’s sport—this hits it,’ he says, stacking rackets. The day’s a Staten win—grit meets swing. It’s a paddle blast; catch the next. Bring a grip—balls fly.