Victorian parlours, whiff-whaff and a Soviet spy: ping-pong’s coming home

Victorian parlours, whiff-whaff and a Soviet spy: ping-pong’s coming home

T he way Wang Chuqin plays, ping-pong is a physical impossibility. By the time you made it to the end of the first two words of that sentence, Chuqin, the men’s world No 1, has seen the ball, calculated its speed, direction, and height, judged whether it is travelling with topspin, backspin, left or...

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