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Our Story

My brother and I will never forget our first pickleball tournament: our first encounter with the wild, social, and colorful spirit of pickleball.

On Court 12 at the Summer Lovin’ Annual stand two hefty guys with even heftier beards. Their biker bandanas wave in the wind as they whoop with joy after a rally. 

While the wrestler guys bask in the glory of their point, we look to the next court: 

A spunky grandma slams a ball and wheezes with laughter after ending the point. She and her partner dance together in matching tutus. The teen boys across from them sulk, humiliated by their elders.

The day had no shortage of unforgettable characters:
A grown man shamelessly takes the court in a kilt. 

One lady plays fully decked out in American-flag everything, from her high-socks to her tank top.

A college kid whiffs an overhead, and his family sitting behind the fence erupts with laughter.

The sound of pickleballs and dance music fills the air all day long.

We’ve since learned that this is the norm in the playful world of pickleball.

So let loose. Wear the high socks and the short shorts, if that’s your thing. Show us your little dance. Because while everyone else is taking life too seriously, two guys in Florida are unapologetically dancing and chest-bumping for ripping a shot into their buddy’s stomach.

We're probably doing the same right now.

Erne Bros 👨🏼‍🍳👨🏾‍🍳