In his upcoming book Journal of the Plague Year on Eliot Spitzer,
Mr. [Lloyd] Constantine offers one diagnosis for Mr. Spitzer’s tempestuous behavior that perhaps only a wealthy Manhattanite could suggest: acute lack of tennis. Mr. Spitzer dropped his weekly game with Mr. Constantine in 2006, worried that a tender hamstring would cause him to hobble on the campaign trail. That “deprived Eliot of an important physical release,” Mr. Constantine writes.
Acute lack of tennis, can one image? Play more stay sane, everyone.