Oops

I played tennis with Hickman tonight.
I am, admittedly, a mediocre tennis player.
During the second game, I went to hit an overhead.
I missed long, but I did hit it hard.
It sailed past Tim.
And then I saw him, the nice, older, Asian man from the adjacent court.
He was walking behind Tim to get a ball.
I screamed, “Look out!”
He, uh, didn’t.
The ball pelted him in the shoulder.
Tim and I both apologized.
Apparently he didn’t speak English because he just pointed at his shoulder.
It was really very funny, but Tim and I felt we couldn’t laugh.
We both tried to stifle it, we really did.
This resulted in giggling.
Later, we both admitted that we had cried.