On Saturday, I was on the grounds of the US Open catching a bunch of the matches. I'll post on this later even though it will be anti-climatic. I spent the rest of the weekend recovering from watching several hours of live tennis (and I did sneak out to hit some balls myself).
Swiss precision triumphed in the form of Ewok.
The triumph made a Scotsman surly, and edged him closer to the dreaded category: best player never to have won a slam (yet).
The best WTA player never to have won a slam was in tears, because she couldn't convert 4 match points, on her own serve which is sadly the weakest part of her game.
The shyest player in the WTA showed real heart in fighting off those match points, even though she was a break down in the third to come back and win it in a run away tiebreaker.
In the battle of glamazons from Nike and Adidas, Shrieka couldn't hit the ball hard enough (and into the court).
A shriek did knock down Caro when she couldn't run down a lob in one of her few forays to the net.
The jinx showed up in the player's box of TMF.
Alas, Jurgen, the tennis gods just didn't give you enough.
Methinks, TMF worked super hard after Wimbledon on his defense and speed. It shows.