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Ain’t no sunshine

Yesterday I braved the storms.

I made the trek to Flushing and the US Open.

The rain had stopped.  The courts were dry.  I bought my hot dog and my soda in its 2012 souvenir cup.

Joining the faithful in the cheap seats, I shared my towel to wipe off the raindrops and then settled down to enjoy almost an entire set of tennis between the retiring Andy Roddick and Juan Martin Del Potro.

And then it started to rain.

I waited a bit.  Then the players left the court.  So I did, too.

By the time I got to the train tracks just outside the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center, the night session had officially been canceled.

I’m still happy to have made the journey yesterday…but not today.

The forecast is CRAP.

NOTE — After an initial two-hour delay, play resumed at the US Open.  Damn forecasters never get it right.

The look

I’m attending the US Open tonight.  Maria Sharapova and Novak Djokovic are slated to play (not each other) on center court at Arthur Ashe stadium.

It’s always a thrill to watch the top seeds LIVE under the lights.

But if you’ve caught any of the tournament coverage to date, you may have noticed a bizarre preoccupation on behalf of the announcers.  Not on stats or seeds or rivalries or revenge.

This year, it’s all about ‘what you’re wearing.’

John and Patrick McEnroe have anointed themselves the unofficial Joan and Melissa Rivers of ESPN2.  They’ve been doling out fashion advice to male and female tennis players pretty much every match.

Nadia Petrova’s striped tennis dress was deemed ‘too loud; she really needs to seek out some help.’  They seemed to find her outfit a bigger problem than her defeat to Andrea Petkovic. I’ll admit — the stripes aren’t my favorite, either.  But going on and on about her outfit seemed a bit like rubbing salt in the womb after she lost in a three-set tiebreaker.

Rafa Nadal’s neon tennis shoes were ‘a risk, but a good one.’  They did match his outfit, which I thought was cool since there wasn’t a stitch of white on him.  But his match with Teymuraz Gabashvili of Russia was surprisingly competitive — I would have liked to have heard a bit more about this relative unknown.

Even in Andy Roddick’s late night upset by Janko Tipsarevic, there was as much talk about the many tats that Tipsarevic was ‘wearing’ as the lack of energy in Roddick’s game.

I know this is a change of pace for me.  Here I am asking for depth when shallowness is being offered.

But we’re talking John McEnroe here — the snarliest man in sports telling people how to dress and shape their image on the court.  Granted, both his look and personality have improved with age, but I don’t think anyone thinks of him as a style icon.

As we say in the country, ‘it’s hard to escape your raising.’

The most wonderful time of the year…

The 2009 US Open tennis tournament begins Monday at the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center in Flushing.  Attending is always a highlight of my year and a true out-of-body experience.

I have watched the US Open on television since I was a very little girl.  I loved Jimmy Connors’ spirit, bemoaned MacEnroe’s mouth, admired Lendl’s cool, endured Sampras’ calm, and was bored (most of the time) by Federer’s perfection.  (I watched the women’s draw as well, but I do love the men.)

To get the chance to experience it in person always blows my mind.

The venues are smaller and more intimate then they appear on TV, and the personalities even bigger.  You can sit in the highest level of Arthur Ashe stadium — and believe me, I have — and still have an incredible view of the action and all the celebrities in the crowd.  During my first US Open, I watched Matthew Perry during every break in the action. (His seats were way better than mine. )

When you attend the US Open, you can also watch matches in Louis Armstrong, the Grandstand, and other smaller courts.  You might get a chance to see some up-and-comer make their big move.

This year, I feel, is Andy Roddick’s Open.  After his near success at Wimbledon, it seems destined to be.  And I will be there, a very small part of tennis history.