Big Forehand? Big Ego

The club at which we play tennis is actually part of a hotel and therefore most people using the facilities are hotel guests. It's easy to spot the relatively few long-term members - they're the ones you see week after week at the gym, the pool and on the courts. There is one member in particular who stands out, which I am sure is precisely his intention. Big Frank. Outside the club's reception there is a white board on which there is a space for you to write your name and phone number if you want to be available to be contacted to play tennis with another member. There is also a space for you to write a comment. Presumably the idea of this was that people could write down which days they are and aren't available. Big Frank, however, took this as an opportunity to show off, as we have since learnt he does whenever he can. He wrote 'big forehand'. When we first saw that, without having met him, we knew he was a prat. Since having the honour of seeing him action on several occasions, I'm surprised 'big forehand' was all he boasted about.

Big Frank likes to play tennis bare-chested, which I find highly inappropriate. We are not playing beach tennis - some sort of decorum should be upheld. At first I thought that, although still inexcusable, perhaps he was merely hot. But no, I recently saw him remove his shirt as soon as he arrived, before flexing his guns a few times. He is also in the habit of dropping to the ground in between points and doing push-ups, as well as calling out 'come on, give it to me' whilst playing. The Husband once shared the changing room with him and witnessed him shaving his chest in the sink. Apparently he also likes to wander around the changing room completely naked, seemingly encouraging other men to look at his package. You will perhaps be surprised to know that he is not American but completely unsurprised to find that he is French.