Not too many things that aren’t soda sound like soda when they’re opened. But tennis balls do, and that’s part of their beauty. You just snap back that tab, hear that pshhhhh sound, and then catch a whiff of those vacuum sealed, Korean-factory packed, hot rubbery plastic fumes. Tennis anyone?
AWESOME!
52 Comments
June 26, 2008 at 1:45 pm
Very entertaining blog. :)
June 26, 2008 at 1:46 pm
wrong link
whoops!
June 26, 2008 at 3:56 pm
Yeah, see. Knowing what today was going to be yesterday is not as much fun as finding out today what today was supposed to be.
July 19, 2008 at 12:05 am
Raquetballs have that same woosh sound but they don’t have the same robust smell. I think the fuzz on the tennis balls adds to their pleasant aroma.
July 22, 2008 at 5:45 pm
smells good.
August 1, 2008 at 3:39 pm
i like smelling things.
August 1, 2008 at 3:45 pm
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December 7, 2009 at 6:01 pm
Ugh, meet someone in a coffee shop, or befriend one of your co-workers or something like that freak!
December 10, 2009 at 6:32 am
Freak is such an awful word…
June 4, 2010 at 7:19 pm
Wotcher!
Nope. That guy is CREEPY. I agree, just go to Barnes and Nobles and buy someone a coffee or something.
August 4, 2008 at 9:44 am
i sniff things, and am bald. i love talking about salaries.
devon, you sound nice. we should be friends.
June 4, 2010 at 7:20 pm
Wotcher!
>: ( DON’T FALL FOR IT. He could be DANGEROUS!!!!!!!!!!!
August 7, 2008 at 3:40 pm
SO TRUE
September 1, 2008 at 12:46 pm
“I think Pringles’ initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles was a laid-back company. They said “Fuck it. Cut ‘em up.”
the late, great Mitch Hedberg
April 20, 2010 at 2:35 am
omg, I can’t stop laughing!
November 7, 2008 at 8:49 pm
Lane,… Mitch Hedberg Rules! awesome
November 19, 2008 at 3:25 pm
This is the best smell ever!
December 17, 2008 at 3:39 pm
You people are dumb . . .
San Carlos…trying to sound cool? Look at what you said…
“Yeah, see. Knowing what today was going to be yesterday is not as much fun as finding out today what today was supposed to be.”
So if you knew what today was going to be like yesterday, then you must of found out, at some point in time, what today was going to be like. So it dosent matter… you still found out what today was going to be like….
devon…. two words, if you can count that high.. “Online Predator”
dutt… Birds of a feather flock together, and so do pigs and swine. You choose your friends, I’ll choose mine…
Then, theres the whole lot of you…. you’r talking about sniffing tennis balls….come on….
December 4, 2009 at 12:50 pm
Who made you the “fun” police! What a judgmental bastard! Do you have any friends – or have they all been scared off by your critisism?
April 17, 2010 at 10:05 am
Very well said Amy.. Why can’t people just enjoy the site for what it is and have fun. I think you’re right, he has no friends and nowhere else to go.
January 7, 2009 at 7:17 pm
OHHHHHHHHHHH that smell is awesome. We used to play baseball in the field by my house and we couldn’t use real baseballs in fear of breaking a window so we used tennis balls.
April 28, 2009 at 8:11 am
My mum would be like why are you smelling tennis balls lol
April 29, 2009 at 3:24 am
Great job. Thanks a lot. Susan1962
May 7, 2009 at 2:57 pm
That shit cannot be good for you
March 24, 2010 at 7:39 am
These people aren’t huffing tennis balls, its just a fragrant, albeit odd scent that for some reason many find pleasing.. myself included…
May 12, 2009 at 11:44 pm
Always loved that smell
May 16, 2009 at 10:33 pm
YUMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!! fresh balls. [Tennis balls that is!] yesss, i like the smell. (Sorry i just became veryy hyper.)
May 29, 2009 at 12:58 am
Super good….its the toxic mixture of rubber and formaldehyde
May 31, 2009 at 12:14 pm
This is like opening a new book for first time. New smell.
June 4, 2010 at 7:23 pm
Wotcher!!!
Oh my goodness that is like THE BEST smell in the world. I don’t get my nose out of those fumes very often… I’m a bookworm with a Harry Potter blog, so yes, I have to agree with you. :D ( if you haven’t read Harry Potter, read it now. You’ll thank me later).
Cheers,
Sarah
July 6, 2009 at 4:00 am
omg love ur comment devon..showing all my friends on msn rite now..soo funny
November 12, 2009 at 11:48 pm
i love that i do that all the time just for the fun of it
November 16, 2009 at 3:32 pm
I do it with random ones in the store. Kinda like whippits. If I buy them I only get to open them once!
November 17, 2009 at 1:50 am
I think this is directly related to the smell of those big plastic bouncy balls, or tires. I LOVE those smells. :)
November 18, 2009 at 6:57 pm
I’m so curious to smell this now. Thanks.
April 15, 2010 at 7:47 am
so am i. awesome. :}
November 22, 2009 at 10:56 am
I love it when you hit a tennis ball just right and it makes that perfect popping noise. I would play tennis for hours just to do that once.
November 26, 2009 at 10:58 pm
COMPLETELY agree with this. My parents made me do tennis when I was a little girl. I would hate going to lessons every Sunday and games every Thursday. But the opening of the new pack always made me happy. It felt so fresh and clean.
And I completely agree with Nicole!
November 29, 2009 at 10:12 am
I don’t particularly care for the smell of tennis balls…
December 1, 2009 at 11:18 pm
mmm i love this smell! :) it always makes me remember the awesome summers i spent on the school tennis team and just goofing off with friends the whole time haha
December 3, 2009 at 12:15 am
Omggg. Its like a drug its addicting to pop that top and smell it <33
December 10, 2009 at 6:34 am
This should be 900 or more slots higher…
December 17, 2009 at 6:15 pm
That was halaroius!!!
When i was in the fifth grade i had to make a catlpolt. We had to use tennis balls to test it. I opened the package and i smelled it it smelled terrible.
April 18, 2010 at 12:58 pm
LOVE it! Smelling the tennis balls brings back fond memories ;)
April 20, 2010 at 12:25 am
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April 23, 2010 at 3:05 pm
Yes indeed a great smell although I prefer the smell of a plant called Society Garlic…not real garlic but it smells like a mix between skunk weed and real skunk. People think I’m wierd because I like it.
Rob
May 4, 2010 at 5:21 pm
I keep reading the blog and finding more and more things I thought I was the only one who did them.
Keep them coming
May 4, 2010 at 6:02 pm
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May 31, 2010 at 1:07 pm
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June 4, 2010 at 6:57 pm
Holy cow! Someone else understands! I told my friends once that I love the smell of new tennis balls and they looked at me like I was a crack head! I’m so glad someone else recognizes how crazy-good that smells and I’m not crazy!
July 20, 2010 at 8:52 pm
AAAAAHH! To an avid tennis player, as I was decades ago, there is nothing like the smell of the just open can of balls. That bight green-yellow, that sound, that aroma. And the anticipation of the bounce and weight of new balls. What comes back to me is all those hours and hours and hours hitting tennis balls, chasing tennis balls, watching tennis balls, loving the (occasionally) perfect stroke
and the way it felt momentarily on my racket.
It is easy for me t imagine an erotic encounter with a multitude of unopened cans of balls in place of candles … But oh, I can’t really relax with the thought of a freshly opened can going to waste. The rest of the erotic encounter would have to take place on a suitably private court (next door?)
September 2, 2010 at 1:46 am
Opening and sniffing a can of paint is better. ;)