Dreams of Bouncing Balls

I rarely remember my dreams, but this morning I awoke to one that was strangely vivid and somewhat head-scratching, so I'm going to see if I can get the details down before I do forget it.

( Eventually one too many implausibilities... )

So, playing an exhibition set at the Australian Open on one of the three show courts against Jimmy Connors, I could believe. That I could win a game against him when I've never actually played tennis in my life was my flying snowman moment and was sufficiently implausible that it woke me up. Oh, well, I needed to get packing to drive to the Bay Area today anyway.