In the enchanting land of New Mexico, where the sun paints the sky with shades of gold and the wind whispers ancient tales, there's a group of kids who are not your regular bunch. These brave-hearted, tennis racket-wielding warriors are called "The Racqueteers." New Mexico, a place with landscapes as diverse as its food, is their playground. From the arid desert plains where roadrunners race by, to the snowy peaks of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, the Racqueteers leave no corner unexplored. They battle soaring heat and dodge dust devils, all for the love of the great game of tennis. The Racqueteers are a quirky bunch. Leading them is a bespectacled chap called Billy ‘Backhand’ Bravo. Legend has it, Billy once beat a coyote in a game of tennis using a cactus as a racket. Then there's ‘Juggling’ Jenny who can keep not one, not two, but seventeen tennis balls in the air while riding a jackrabbit. And let's not forget about 'Mighty' Manny, a tiny tornado who once served a tennis ball so hard, it went into orbit and is now mistaken for a small moon. These kids, with their fiery spirit and love for tennis, have become part of New Mexico's charm. Whether they're practicing their shots against the rusty railway tracks of Raton or playing a friendly match amidst the haunting beauty of the White Sands, their laughter echoes through the valleys and mesas. They prove that here in New Mexico, amidst the chile roasters and hot air balloons, the game of tennis is alive and thriving, one spectacular backhand at a time.