Two more wins.
Does tennis great John McEnroe have a history of histrionics?
But I take issue with media outlets like Page Six calling his recent comments about New York City cyclists a ‘rant.’
McEnroe was speaking with ABC correspondent Lynn Sherr at a Central Park Conservancy Women’s Committee luncheon when he made the remarks, citing his experience as a cyclist himself.
I didn’t attend the luncheon, but his remarks in the article give an accurate account of the majority of cyclists’ behavior in Central Park. They travel at dangerous speeds, don’t break for pedestrians, and have caused numerous injuries and even a few deaths.
I personally appreciate someone of McEnroe’s stature bringing attention to this situation.
Remember when we had unbiased media who filed the stories?
Okay, patriotic sports fans.
It’s time for you to hurl your alcohol-soaked national pride at one of my favorite sporting events — a sport that dare I say more people watch year-round (instead of once every four years):
I’m giving you an entire day to prepare. Gather your buddies. Pick your bar and drink of choice. Warm up your vocal chords for the vigorous screaming that will commence.
If you’ve never experienced golf on television before, I invite you to watch these world-class players representing their countries going head-to head.
You just might find yourself screaming, beer or not beer.
Another day in the bright sunshine at the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center has left me happy, hot and headed for the couch where I intend to be a slug all night.
This is a slug.
I spent nine hours today at the US Open tennis tournament — the hottest day this year in New York City.
Thank goodness I had a big hat.
During that time, I watched a lot of tennis, both singles and doubles, on all three major courts at the Billie Jean King Tennis Center.
My pick for the match of the day?
It was moved from Louis Armstrong because the Cilic / Simon match ran five sets. And as soon as word got out, people started streaming into the smaller court where every seat is a great seat.
Five guys had appointed themselves cheerleaders for the Bryan Brothers and periodically treated the crowd to custom cheers that always got a huge ovation. The challengers, Verdasco / Marrero, had their fans, too; I would just need a translator to tell you what they were saying.
The first set was classic Bryan Brothers, a quick 23-minute hold. But the momentum shifted in the second set, and Ver/Mar claimed it. The third was back and forth until the Bryan Brothers got the break.
I’m pretty sure our crowd could be heard throughout the Tennis Center.
Doubles deserves much more respect.