Having a great time in New York, but the Ernesto-ized has put a damper on our tennis viewing. Despite the freezing gales and torrential downpour, we still trekked over to Flushing (the name seemed so appropriate, what with all the water swirling everywhere) in the hopes of some miracle leading to the skies clearing and tennis being played. Boy, were we foolish optimists! There was heavy rain, icy, blustering winds that turned our umbrellas inside out, treacherous puddles deep enough to send dirty water plunging over my ankles and into my sneakers, and absolutely no covered place to sit and have a coffee while we waited with our fingers crossed. It’s weird to be huddled in a damp corner of a stadium entrance, eating a $4.00 pretzel and feeling miserable – you can’t really feel sorry for yourself, since it was your choice to come, but it’s depressing nonetheless.
Hey, no one can control the weather – it’s still one of those technicalities that still surprises people and humbles mankind. So take my grumpiness with a grain of salt. We did manage to score $16.00 worth in Metro cards from American Express (they give them out like mints in a Chinese restaurant), three free emergency ponchos and $30 worth of food certificates. so about $46.60 worth of free loot. Of course Sunday’s day session was already sold out, which meant we couldn’t exchange our tickets for anything we’ll actually use, but we exchanged for later in the week, so my bro-in-law can go with a couple of his friends.
But today is a new day! The sun is shining, we got Moya v. Blake in the evening in Arthur Ashe, and our passes get us in at 4pm, which means I might catch Tursy-Grosjean v. Fish-Gonzalez and some of Ivanovic playing doubles (still her first round), could catch Santoro in the mixed as well. Too bad they have Safin-Nalbandian starting at 11am! Sigh.
Keep praying to the weather Gods for us.