The Tennis Manifesto uses wrong punctuation and mostly strange and old typewriter fonts. Words that are kind-of thrown on a page, sometimes not many words on a page. Sometimes words are spelled wrong. It gives the reader the impression of some deep-thinking, but eccentric tennis coach, daydreaming and typing all this tennis stuff. A fun and trippy book to own and read. It is not a tennis lesson in a book. It is motivational and inspiring concepts, cryptically funny, and sprinkled with hype-phrases, and abstract, short, one-page stories that make for an intriguing read even if you are not a tennis player. Tennis drives the book, but I feel it bursts out of the traditional "sports book genre square".