Tag Archives: US Open

Advantage, Carla

For all the people who have asked me over the years how I can love tennis as much as I do without playing the game…

Guess who’s taking lessons?

I was inspired by a Groupon that was sent out during the US Open — six private lessons with a tennis pro for one-third of the regular price.

Couldn’t pass up that deal.

I had to wait until after my Italy adventure to begin, so today was my first lesson, and I could not have had a more beautiful day.  Sunny skies.  Cool temps.  And me, actually doing pretty darn well.

I guess I can plan to play at next year’s Open.

Yeah, right.

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.

How to make it rain

 

 

 

 

 

 

These US Open tickets are replacements for a night session that was canceled due to rain last year…and today’s forecast is looking wet as well.

When I watch from home, the tennis matches are kissed by the sun.  When I plan to attend?

The skies ‘weep’ with joy!

Keep your fingers crossed, everyone.  I’m hoping my unintentional rain dance comes up dry tonight.

Sporting manners

Professional tennis players:

With a few exceptions, you display great sportsmanship.

You begin and end each match with a handshake at the net, and can often be seen applauding your opponent’s play at the conclusion of a particularly well-placed volley.

You also seem compelled to apologize when good luck comes your way…in the form of the tennis ball clipping the net and falling on the other side of the court.  Immediately your hand pops up, your face adopts a  look for shame.

Really?  Are you truly sorry?  And for what — that a 50/50 chance, a coin toss went your way this time?  Why apologize for that?  It will probably go the other guy’s way next time.  The fates will equal things out, I’m sure.

And if they don’t?  You can wave at your opponent when you hoist the trophy.  Believe me, he’ll get it.

Nole

Novak Djokovic or Roger Federer?

As the US Open Tennis Tournament begins at the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center in Flushing tomorrow — and Rafa Nadal is out due to injury — the rivalry is back in the forefront.

Not to discredit Andy Murray’s gold medal at the Summer Olympics…but still –

Novak or Roger?

This video answers that question for me.

Who can be one of the greatest tennis players of all time and still have fun?  Put on a good show for the kids assembled at Arthur Ashe Kids’ Day?  Not take himself — or his celebrity — too seriously?

I’d support that guy any day.

Love lost

It’s no secret I love US Open tennis.

I go every year.  I’m going this year.

And I don’t mention this to make anyone jealous.

It’s just that this week – today, in fact — they are holding the US Open Qualifying matches at the Billie Jean King Tennis Center in Flushing.

The matches are free and open to the public — FREE — and I’m not in town.  So now the shoe is on the other foot.

I’m the jealous one.

Oh well, work is always better with tennis on TV in the background!

Hurts so good

I’m tired.  My voice is scratchy.  My body aches.

I’m not sick — I’m just recovering from last night’s US Open Men’s Singles Final.

And I didn’t even play.

I don’t think enough has been written (or studied, for that matter) on the physical and mental exertions of the spectator.

Especially in major championships like the US Open –  or the Super Bowl or World Series — people watching these events live in the stadium expend a lot of energy cheering on behalf of the athletes.

I don’t know how many times the chair umpire had to tell us to quiet down.

Communist.

I can only imagine how exhausted Novak Djokovic and Rafael Nadal must be this morning.  They ran while they were screaming.

And rumor has it, within the next 24 hours, they will both be catching flights to Europe so they can play tennis on Friday in Davis Cup matches representing their respective countries.

Man, I don’t know if I’ll be rested up by then.

Oh my

I love the US Open and attend every year.

Unfortunately, my 2011 experience has been a washout.  All three sessions were either canceled or delayed so badly by rain, I didn’t bother to make the trip to Flushing.

I was tempted to blog my frustration, but realized you had heard that all before during a similar rainy stretch in 2009.  So I kept my mouth shut.

(You’re welcome.)

But I can’t not mention the fact that I was lucky enough to get a ticket to today’s Men’s Final between Novak Djokovic and Rafael Nadal!

SCORE

I know that moving the final to Monday probably means a lot of people couldn’t attend the match, hence the large number of seats at resale.  These are seats that weren’t available before the tournament began.

I’m pretty stoked.  I’ve never been to a final before.  And I am a HUGE fan of the Joker.

So, if you watch the match today, look for me in Arthur Ashe.  I’ll be the tiny dot way up in the promenade section, having the time of her life.

Adam and Adam

During the brief rain delay in Friday afternoon’s US Open tennis tournament coverage, I switched over and watched a bit of the Deutsche Bank golf tournament from Boston.

They were dealing with some weather issues of their own, and while the commentators discussed past winners, the name “Adam Scott”, the 2003 champion, jumped out at me.

Adam Scott…a professional golf player?  Adam Scott doesn’t play golf.  Adam Scott is an actor.  I knew him first as Henry in the exceptional Starz cater waiter comedy “Party Down,” but he made the leap to the NBC sitcom “Parks and Recreation” last season.

(Good decision on his part, too, because Starz canceled the comedy, the bums.)

So, I checked Wikipedia — ’cause if it’s there, it’s gospel — and sure enough, Adam Scott is a golfer from Australia.  It’s funny, though — when you look at the promotional pics of Adam Scott the golfer and Adam Scott the actor, it’s not immediately obvious which is which (unless you already know).

Take a look yourself.

See what I mean?

If you don’t know, there are some clues.  Adam Scott the golfer [on the left] has a killer tan and a bit more muscle definition — he works outside, so it stands to reason.  (No offense intended, Adam Scott the actor.  Chances are, you are much, much funnier.)

An interesting side note — Adam Scott the golfer is no stranger to the movie biz, either; he dated actor Kate Hudson back in the day.

Man — don’t you love sports??

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.’