When I was 12 years old, I took tennis at camp. I somehow managed to hit myself in the face with the racket, knocking the two front brackets of my braces off. It's a great way to meet people in the cafeteria in seventh grade.
Luckily, Lucy seems to be showing more aptitude than her mother. Ben and Mary Ellen took her to play tennis in the neighborhood this weekend, and according to Ben, she showed pretty good coordination and remarkable strength (ie, she held the racket). Come on, scholarship!