Yucky day. Wet and windy conditions for all. Not that it really had any impact on play. Overall, kind of a boring day on the courts.
Hold up. He ain't done yet, folks. Let's see if he can pull a rabbit out of his hat tomorrow.
Snot Rocket and furry friends scampered away with a win. Thank God. I was getting worried.
I am digging the yellow that Nike's rocking for the boys. So fresh and so clean.
Fed is balletic, Rafa is powerful, but for my money, Nole has the best action shots in the biz. And if I haven't said it yet, mucho kudos to Adidas on their choice of blue for the clay court season. It looks fantastic against the red clay.
Oh, Gypsy. I want so badly to hate you, especially when you bounce Dani "Just Give Her A Damn Chocolate Tart" Hantuchova. But then you smile that dorky but sweet smile and not even my hater heart can...well...hate.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say those are some British fans.
I don't know what gave it away...
Dear Cone. Please win tomorrow. I miss your "Sacrebleu!" game faces.
I could stare at those long gangly Elf arms all. day. long.
One word. 700,000 syllables.
I'm not sure beating Blah on clay is worth "shitting the pants" but ok.
Phillipe Chatrier is officially christened.
Bring on Round 2!