I got up at 3:30am to watch the men’s singles final at the Australian Open.
Djokovic is playing; of course I did.
There’s a video that has been shown repeatedly throughout the tournament featuring a poem by a native Aussie and images of the continent.
It’s very high brow and thoughtful.
Wimbledon produces similar films which befit its formal air and traditions. But I would love it if the US Open would follow the same format but make them funny.
Same earnest delivery. Same chamber music. Heck, you could show the same type of beauty shots.
But have Tina Fey and Amy Poehler voice them and add their hilarious takes.
That would be poetry.