Upsets seemed to follow Dan Waintrup wherever he goes. His once-promising tennis career left him dead-ended as a country club pro, his first marriage ended in divorce, and he crashed his prized Volvo convertible into a tree. Yes, our hero Danny found himself in heaps of misfortune, but that didn't dampen his spirits - in fact, it provided enough fodder for his first memoir, a humorous look at life entitled It's Not My Fault - or - Can a Rabbi's Son Find Happiness as a Tennis Pro?

Dan is the son of Rabbi Harold Bernard Waintrup, a familiar name to the Jewish population in suburban Philadelphia. Growing up in this role was a double-edged sword; Dan felt the pressure to be a good Jewish boy volunteering at Temple, but he also felt rebellion brewing, which manifested itself through Dan's dating and eating patterns. As it turns out, the rabbinate seminary was not for Dan, but partying with gorgeous blondes in college between tennis matches was. His father and mother were left to cope in the wake of this decision.

It's Not My Fault isn't all fun - it's also games. Within are Dan's tennis secrets to winning. Scattered throughout his uproarious adventures are tips from the country club professional himself. You'll learn how to react to your opponent's shots, how to properly serve the ball with power, successful volley techniques, what kind of forehand you've got, how to watch the ball during the match, and how to win - gracefully.

Dan's book also contains his correspondences with country club students and regulars. As the letters pour in, Dan answers each question with wit and brutal honesty. Some questions are technical, some personal - others bizarre. Also included in It's Not My Fault is a special celebrity correspondence section, with some of pop culture's favorites requesting the advice of the country club tennis pro.