Author Archives: Tracy J Gates

Goodbye Y

My old Y is no longer. Can’t quite believe that two of my most beloved sports clubs are gone within a month of each other. I grew up in this place. Learned how to swim. Do somersaults and round-offs. And … Continue reading

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The Ghost of Sports Clubs Past

Snow was falling when I walked out of the Blind Tiger a week ago Monday. It lit up the air and covered the street and sidewalks with a wispy whiteness. The first season’s snow is always a little magical, especially … Continue reading

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Flip Flop Squash

I lift a flip flopped foot over the seat and hop on the back of the scooter. I am wearing cut-offs, an MSRA tank top, and a Wilson backpack that has  two Prince Tour handles sticking out. My chauffeur revs … Continue reading

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CityView Racquet Club review

One beer may sway you. Two will persuade you. And three will make you want to move in and call the club your own. So is this a fair review and comparison to other squash club options? Nope. But you … Continue reading

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Eastern Athletic Club review

(2/20/12 update) I reviewed the Eastern Athletic Club over a year ago (below), and while I chose to join CityView in Long Island City, the EAC is a great choice for anyone living in Brooklyn or downtown Manhattan. Yes, its … Continue reading

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I attended a meeting of the Printing House squash minds last night.  No one’s wasting any time in taking action to save our squash community. A few plans were discussed. In brief…. Plan A: to persuade Equinox to preserve the … Continue reading

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where will we go?

I should be packing for my sailing trip to Bermuda….instead I’m fielding emails about the Printing House Squash Club’s demise and the BIG QUESTION: where will we go?

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Master and Professor

The guy hops around the court like a jujube on caffeine. Bearing a passing resemblance to Tintin (le coiffeur, anyway), he windmills his arms, darts his eyes from left to right, and talks a mile a microsecond. But I hang … Continue reading

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