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Introduction
Jeff Sargent Upper School Mathematics, Study Management Mill Springs Academy I get to do what I love, all day, help kids, put smiles on the face of parents, and slowly make the world a better place!

Favorite Things

 * The Old Ballgame
 * Team Trivia
 * my wife's smile
 * my son's laugh
 * that twinkle in my daughter's eye
 * return of serve

Burning Question
What do you think of Frank Caliendo's impersonation of Adam Sandler?

Web 2.0 Stuff


Here is an image I uploaded from my computer. I didn't store any images on this machine until Thing 12, so I found a sample picture from the Libraries folder. Since I am a math teacher, I will at least name these guys. On the left, Descartes. On the right, Euler. In the center, Mr. Oil De Cart.

Trouble at Wimbledon
Below is a slideshow I created to illustrate my fateful trip to the All England Lawn Tennis & Croquet Club in Wimbledon, England in June of 2005. Three days before the tourney started, I was playing on grass courts at the Surbiton Club nearby to Wimbledon. We had to hurry off to the AELTC so that my wife, Anne, could interview the Director of PR for The Championships. We arrived at the gate and were NOT given security credentials to wear, because Anne was escorted personally to the press building located behind Court 18 by a minion (British accent, not yellow and crazy, real human). I was invited to walk up the hill to the museum and wait for Anne there.

On the way up the hill I ran into Richard Williams walking with some woman. We said hello, although he didn't recognize me. I suppose he thought he should because I was wearing tennis clothes and carrying a racket bag on my shoulder! He continued on, conversing with the woman he was walking with. I saw the museum on my right and lots of outside courts on my left. I turned left.

After about 50 yards, I arrived at a crossroads, Court 18 and the press building in front of me. I told myself it was OK to be there because Anne was in that building. I then saw a player doing side lunges down the hill - Marat Safin. He said something in Russian, and then immediately translated into English, saying "Excuse me." I digested this encounter for a second, and then turned right because I saw Henman Hill in the distance (it is now called Murray's Mound). On the way, coming out of a tunnel underneath Centre Court, I saw Ai Sugiyama and a few associates. They were talking in Japanese, but paused to say hi. Noone questioned my lack of a security credential, since I looked like a player!

I got to Henman Hill and looked around. It was beautiful, but I smelled food and my stomach started growling. I walked toward the smell, and found myself on the far side of Court 1 near the entrance to what appeared to be a cafe'. A photographer flagged me down and asked me if I had seen Donald Young, for he has an appointment with him to take some pictures. I told the photographer that I was from the Atlanta area, and so was he, so I should be able to help him. He followed me into the cafe', where I tempted to point Donald out. Instead, I saw Dimitry Tursunov and Mikhail Youzhny having lunch, but no Donald Young. We then looked on to the hard court to our right, where some players were stretching and talking. Still no Donald, so I apologized to the photographer. Just then I spotted Maria Sharapova stretching out her hamstrings. I must have been staring a bit too long, because I got a tap on the shoulder.

The man was dressed in a blue sport coat with a Wimbledon crest and khakis, and had a walkie-talkie and a concerned look on his face. I knew the gig was up. He introduced himself as the Head of Security for the All England Club, and asked me where my credential was. I told him the truth, that I was never given one. He asked me where I was supposed to be. I told him the truth, the museum, but that I was attempting to help a photographer (who I pointed to) find Donald Young, and thought I could help quickly since I was from the Atlanta area. He asked me if he could escort me to the museum. While on the one, he asked me which gate I arrived through, and if we could take a detour to that gate on the way to the museum. I was now fearing for some nice Brits jobs. I nodded yes, but when we arrived at the gate, and the man asked me if I recognized any of the men there, I replied no. That was a lie, but i believe a very well-placed one.

We then walked back up the way I was supposed to go in the first place, to the museum. Lets just say it would have been nice to have a Voicestream app and a smart phone back then to record this story. I awaited my wife, because I knew I was about to tell her my most exciting story ever!

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Photo Credits

Hermann Bühlbecker, Richard Williams by Nadja Amireh [] Safin sitting + other players by Richard [] Court 18 by keatl [] Ai Sugiyama by Bruno Girin [] Henman Hill by keatl [] Donald Young by Not Enough Megapixels [] Warming up by Carine06 [] Mikhail Youzhny by Carine06 [] Maria Sharapova – Wimbledon 2009 by alphababy []