Well, let me tell ya, talkin’ ’bout the hardest serve in tennis is like talkin’ ’bout whose rooster crows the loudest – everyone’s got their own opinion! But some folks say it’s this fella, Giovanni Mpetshi Perricard, who whacked the ball so hard at Wimbledon in 2024 it went zoomin’ 140 miles per hour! Imagine that! Faster than a runaway mule cart, I reckon.
Now, that Alcaraz fella, the one who won the whole shebang at Wimbledon, he ain’t no slouch neither. His serve? 136 miles per hour. Still mighty fast, but not quite as fast as that Perricard boy.
And then there’s the ladies. That Sabalenka gal, she whacked one at 133 miles per hour back in 2018. Strong as an ox, that one!
Djokovic, now everyone knows him, even me! He ain’t got the absolute fastest serve, around 208 kilometers per hour, they say. But he’s steady and gets it in, that’s what matters. Like plantin’ corn, gotta be steady and get them seeds in the ground.
But these youngsters, they ain’t the first to hit the ball hard. There was this fella named Pancho Gonzalez, way back when I was just a young’un. They say his serve was the best ever, smooth as butter. Not just fast, but placed just right. Like puttin’ the feed right where the chickens can get it.
- Fastest serves ever recorded, they say:
- That Sam Groth fella, hit one at 163.7 miles per hour! Lordy!
- Albano Olivetti, 160 miles per hour, not too shabby.
- John Isner, big tall fella, 157.2 miles per hour, makes the ground shake, I bet.
- Ivo Karlovic, another big one, 156 miles per hour. These boys must eat their Wheaties!
They talk about Isner serving at 155 miles per hour in some match, too. And they say the whole thing ’bout the hardest serve started way back in the early 2000s. Guess they been whacking that ball hard for a long time now.
So, who’s got the hardest serve? Well, it depends on who you ask and when you’re askin’. Some folks look at just the speed, like how fast that Perricard boy hit it. Others say it’s more than just speed, it’s about placement and consistency too. Like I said, it’s like arguin’ whose rooster crows the loudest. Everyone’s got their own favorite, I reckon.
It’s like this: you can have a mule that kicks real hard, but if it kicks wild, it ain’t gonna do you much good. You need a mule that kicks hard and true. That’s what makes a good serve, I figure. Fast and accurate, like a good slingshot. Not just fast, but where you want it to go.
And these tennis folks, they train all the time to get that serve just right. Practicin’ and practicin’, just like learnin’ to milk a cow. Gotta do it over and over till you get it right. And even then, sometimes you have a bad day. Just like sometimes the cow kicks the bucket over!
So, next time you see them tennis players on the TV, pay attention to that serve. See how fast it goes, see where it lands. And remember what I said, it ain’t just about speed, it’s about gettin’ it in where you want it. And that’s the truth, whether you’re servin’ a tennis ball or plantin’ corn!
And remember them names I mentioned. Perricard, Alcaraz, Sabalenka, Djokovic, Gonzalez. They’re the ones they talk about when they talk about hard serves. Just like they talk about old Bess, the best milk cow we ever had. Some things just stick in your memory, you know?
This tennis game, it’s more complicated than it looks, I tell ya. Just like farmin’! But one thing’s for sure, a good hard serve can sure make a difference. It can win you a point, win you a game, maybe even win you the whole shebang. Just like a good rain can make your crops grow tall and strong. It’s all connected, you see? Everything is connected in this life, one way or another.