Okay, forgive me, but I couldn’t resist posting the photo of Freaky Fry in her Roland Garros gear! Thanks to long time GTT friend, Judy, for supplying Roland Garros duds! It’s never too late to start ball girl training, right?
A Sunday start in Paris, and there’s already much to talk about. I thought it was interesting how much the ESPN anchors talked about how over Roger Federer is. They were falling all over themselves setting the stage for his upset at the hands of Pablo Carreno Busta (who?) but then Roger ended up beating the guy handily: 6-2, 6-2, 6-3. I guess being ranked No. 3 in the world doesn’t mean that much these days, even vs. a guy ranked #164.
Roger stays on topic: “Am I a favourite or not? I don’t care, because it doesn’t give me any more opportunities to win the tournament.” Just ask Murray and Del Potro.
So now that that’s out of the way, just a few quick notes. I was really sad about Venus’s three set loss to Urszula Radwanska today in her first round. Venus is struggling with a lower back injury (the ailment du jour on the tours?) so I don’t want to suddenly be guilty of the same kind of decline talk that I complained about with Federer, but I just really want to see Venus get to (at least) the middle weekend of a major again. And I’m sorry I won’t be seeing any more of her fashion statements on the clay – I liked this one:
“It’s an amazing feeling to beat her.” Urszula said post-match. Well, perhaps it’s statements like these that prove that Venus has still got it.
I’m sure some people feel the same sentimental feelings about Lleyton Hewitt, who played a quirky French version of himself on Sunday and lost: 3-6, 1-6, 6-4, 6-1, 7-5 to Gilles Simon. Interesting (especially considering Gilles’s feelings on equal pay ) that this five set victory lasted three hours and nineteen minutes, or exactly the same amount of time it took Urszula Radwanska to beat Venus. It was the perfect entertainment for a first Sunday in Paris.
And while we’re on the subject of sentimental feelings, I was actually pleasantly surprised to see James Blake on my television set this morning, though not so surprised by the result, a 6-4, 6-2, 6-2 loss to Troicki. But hey, he’s been spending time at home with his wife and baby daughter, so I’m just going to send some positive vibes his way and leave the retirement talk until the US Open.
“Ooowayyyyy!” You know that particularly Parisian cheer? The mocking whoop, usually a single voice ringing out during a lull in the action? I heard it today and realized I’d been missing it. Oh, the Parisian crowd! It’s always a trip. Do you think it will have any influence in tomorrow’s Berdych vs. Monfils match? I certainly hope so!