@andyd I'll post about my HS tennis "career" some time. Lol.
I never had professional lessons but once.
Our HS coach booked lessons for the team at Bardmoor.
For this of you who don't know, Bardmoor is kind of a big deal tennis establishment/ couching center a few miles from me as the crow flies. It is clay courts. All of them. At least then.
It's not in inner city Tampa. Lol.
So, I did get to spend a day taking a lesson on clay.
I haven't been able to step on a clay cour since.
This is the US.
They had this business model of selling these public school teams lessons.
It was something far below the level of seriousness.
My lesson- the trainer was "over it" before we started.
My only memory (the lesson was 30 min or as little as 15 min so there wasn't much to take away from it) is:
The trainer was hitting balls to me while standing at the net.
So he hit a few to me.
Then he hit another one.
I turned to my left, coached, set up a two handed backhand, and aimed at his person (I guess a violation of etiquette in this situation but whatever).
My shot was fast, cleared the net by a few inches, and slammed into him .
That's how you would play it and since this was once in forever time to hit on a clay court, I don't regret doing this at all.
So then he got all berserk.
I just kind of ignored him.
I was 16. He was unprofessional.
He was "the tennis player" (and I have no doubt a very mediocre one).
He has a racket in his hand.
He had little awareness and poor reflexes. Too bad.