- Who knew the way to Ana's heart was through a golf course?
- Kim announced her return. And again, I prove that I have no business writing about tennis.
- I suggest a foolproof plan to merge the ATP and WTA.
- Serena gave us a math *and* a geography lesson.
- Oh, Pavs.
- Rafa was adorable and made the jokes easy.
- I still have no answers for this.
- The #1 ranking chatter started to take shape, and Serena was the star. In many ways.
- And Sodapop and Carrie hit the Miami scene. And this is when that whole Twitter thing that everyone was making fun of came in handy.
- Which one is Pam?
- Miami was unkind: JJ crashed out. Again. Badly. As did Chakky. As did the BFFs.
- Marat had a hilariously epic FAIL against Gael. And looked like Charlie Brown in the process.
- Nole still needed a hug. And he started lashing out.
- Nicole Vaidisova showed up in Miami, apparently.
- "8%" was introduced into the FD lexicon.
- The wheels started to fall off the Rafa train and JMDP finally entered the conversation.
- I still lament the fact that there is no YouTube video of Andy singing.
- Fed did this and then the entire tennis community, including me, decided to stick a fork in him. Thankfully, my post would be the motivation for the rest of his year.
- Muzz debuted his Baywatch audition video.
- MomoSova!
- After the ridiculously depressing Miami tournament, Carrie wrote her thesis on Dina.
- The Ladies showed us there is one thing they can do consistently: Bring the Lulz.
- And that brought a close to the first quarter of the year. Who knew how different the rest of the year would be...
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December 09, 2009
FD 09 Year In Review: Viva La Vida...For Now.
"I'm Just Mad About Saffron, Saffron's Mad About Me..."
Adidas kits out Ana in yellow to show off her otherworldly tan. Or something.
Looks good. Glad they're backing away from any "cutting edge" design elements.
Jesus, that tan. She and Fer would have had some rockin tan kids.
As for Masha, Nike's putting her in...this. I shall reserve judgment. The stuff usually looks way better on her than on the rack. But...weird. She's going to blend right into the AO courts.
Donkey Says...Feliciano Lopez
"Awwww yeah. This shit just got real, yo."
(C Note: 3:50-4:05? I need a moment.)
I highly recommend you let that run in the background as you scroll through this.
Let's break him down:
Those eyes.
That chest...
That ass...
That tan...
Those legs...
That back...
And that self-confidence...
Gets one specimen of a man.
I don't recall ever seeing FeLo in person. But everyone I know who has descibes him thusly: An Adonis.
It's like he's peering into my soul. The soul that is my VaJJ.
Yes, please.
Why. So. Serious?
The ladies talk practical jokes. Here's what I love:
Compare Caro's prank:
We were in Japan playing a junior tournament. I was with my dad, and we knew a player who was staying in another room. I called his room, pretending to be reception. I told him, in very bad English, that he had been upgraded to a suite, and to go down to reception to confirm it. We watched him go down to reception and tell them he got a phone call, and they had no idea what he was talking about. He stood there for like 20 minutes - it was so funny! He went back to his room and I called him again, then he went down again and told them he had spoken to Miss Mashigawa (the name I used!) and they still had no idea what he was talking about, and that there was no Miss Mashigawa. Of course I had to stop somewhere so I went up to him and said 'I am Miss Mashigawa, I have a suite for you.'
...with Ana's:
My fitness coach and I hid in some bushes and jumped out on my old coach and hitting partner as they walked by. They were terrified!
You're not human if you're not laughing right now.
Nads and I Are Total BFF
The Ladies talk about their guilty food pleasures. Not surprisingly, no one asked Dinara because we all know the answer already.
Nadia Petrova: Burger and french fries with everything on it, and Coke. At a nicer restaurant though!
Elena Dementieva: Chips. It’s my favorite bad habit. Potato chips and pizza. The chips are simple – just sea salt. I like to keep it as natural as possible
Vera Zvonareva: My mom makes this Napoleon cake a few times a year…
Liezel Huber: Chips. Not fries, but as in chips from the packet!
Cara Black: My favorite bad food is ice cream!Sabine Lisicki: Ice cream. Italian ice cream!
Vania King: Fried chicken.
Dominika Cibulkova: A Slovakian dish my grandma cooks called Bryndzove Halusky… it’s potato dumplings with cheese and bacon… and it’s unbelievable.
Bethanie Mattek-Sands: Dark chocolate-covered almonds and sweet potato fries… not together, of course!
Aleksandra Wozniak: My indulgence is chocolates.
Caroline Wozniacki: Crêpes with nutella… it’s SO good.
Ana Ivanovic: Pancakes with nutella!
Michaella Krajicek: Porridge with pieces of chocolate in it. I really love it.
Katarina Srebotnik: Chocolate
Dude. Nads. Indian Wells. You. Me. In n Out.
Wow. That sounded really dirty. Also dirty? Whatever the heck Domi is talking about.
Kids Down Under
Coco Vandeweghe and Ryan Harrison have earned wildcards into the main draw at AO10. Anyone want to bet on which one cramps first?
Air Quotes: WTF Does That Even Mean?
“Part of the reason I lost to Bartoli in the semi-final was because I was scared to face Venus in the final.”
-- Justine, on being scared of Venus at Wimbledon. Uh...welcome back.
December 08, 2009
Donkey Says...Simone Bolelli
The recently married Italian pretty boy had a forgetful year on court. So I'm sure he'll take the accolades anywhere he can get them.
"He kinda looks like he might be a douche, but given those abs, I kinda don't care." --DG
Did I mention DG is a lawyer? A high-powered kick-ass one, at that?
Motion granted, Counselor.
That smile ain't to shabby either.
Yeah, boy.
FD 09 Year In Review: Roadtrip!
Ah, Indian Wells. My favorite time of the year because it combines everything that I love: annoying the shit out of Love All in the car, tennis, stalking, and drinking beer all day long. This year was even better because I finally got to meet some Forty Deucers as well as some old friends from TennisWorld.
- We said goodbye to the Pacific Life Dildo in true FD fashion.
- Remember when Fed really really sucked and everyone thought he needed a coach? So he asked Killer and he said no? Yeah, good times.
- But it wasn't all bad for Fed. Pregnant!Mirka.
- Dina went Rouge and foreshadowed her year. And the ladies were all smiles...for now.
- Dina and Marat proved to be long-lost siblings.
- Rafa stunk.
- Bepa was awesome both on and off the court.
- Masha returned! But just for doubles. With Vezzie! But they lost.
- Matty C broke down the Serbs.
- Baby E!
- Fer did the UNTHINKABLE.
- Aga continued with her unique training regimen by practicing on a clay court.
- Nole needed a hug.
And all that happened BEFORE I got there!
- Love All and I started our 15 hour drive down to IW (Love All's note: "Uh, it's actually 8. I know because I drove it while you slept."). And we introduced podcasting! From the road. Literally. And our hotel room. Oh, technology.
- I'm a dork. But we made it. And the stalking began.
- I stood in line with nyanafan and mrs. saifn to get Ana to sign Baby Elephant. We all bonded over totally being rendered speechless when Ana looked at us.
- Sadly, this wasn't the creepiest stalking we did during the week. I fully expect a TRO next year.
- This was close.
- But this took the cake.
- Love All showed off her mad photo skills, which were honed when she was in the shit.
- I, on the other hand, was all about the video.
- Janko was...pretty.
- The Ana/Fer reunion that never happened. That didn't stop her from flirting with boys. In her own little way.
- Simon Says WINNER!!!
- Holy Shit! Camilla Belle! I totally forgot about that.
- Little did I know, this would become my rallying cry.
- ZOMG, you guys.
- Hah! Forgot about our Mathieu cheer. And Mrs. Saifn's M-A-R-A-T cheer.
- Mrs. Saifn and I broke into a luxury box. Seriously. We had to climb shit.
- Vika pisses off the entire FD crew. And thus a hate-affair begins.
- MoLay!
- The FD contingent cheer their hearts out for Ana/Flavs. And get some rad recognition for it.
- No, I wasn't the one that proposed to Muzz.
- Rafa played an epic match against Nalby and won in the wee hours of the morning. And I got this!
- Dina made us sad. Again.
- Introducing, Chevy Nova.
- Rafa, Muzz, Ana, and Bepa made the finals. And I was so excited! And then I saw this. And I wasn't. Nevertheless, was very happy for Rafa and Bepa.
And thus was Indian Wells 2009. I can't wait for 2010. From what I can gather from Twitter there will be an even bigger FD contingent. Please, come one come all. It's going to be a blast.
Now, on to Miami, and the first installment of drunk tweeting...
Donkey Says...Jeremy Chardy
"Um. Pretty and sponsored by Lacoste. That's my wheelhouse." -- DG
What a great way to end your outstanding year, Jeremy. Welcome to donkeygrooming's "I'd fuck you. I'd fuck you so hard" list. It's pretty prestigious.
Look at those gams. His lanky legs go on forver.
Well look at this GQ Preppy Motherfucker, right here.
Smoldery.
For me, personally, it's Jeremy's ability to rock a neck beard.
It appeals to the hipster in me, though I'd prefer if he were the hipster in me.
Look at that skin. Lovely, even when forced to rock Tommy Bahama chic.
Have I mentioned that jawline? It's begging to be bitten.
Those eyes, those brows, that hair.
Welcome to the big leagues, Jeremy.
FD 09 Year In Review: Visas and Cups
February and mid-March would be remembered for three things: Visa-Gate, Fed Cup, and Davis Cup. And cuteness....
- "And so the lion fell in love with the lamb." "What a stupid lamb." "What a sick, masochistic lion."
- YouTube gave us what scientists call, "a pantydropper."
- The ladies flew all around the world immediately after AO for Fed Cup action. And seriously? That was the best round Fed Cup I've seen in a while. We had the peaceful Serb Sisters' awesomeness in Belgrade. Italy's demolishing of France with the help of a little birdie. An the Americans surprise in Surprise. Welcome to the world stage, Mel. And of course, Ukrainian awkwardness.
- My sister initiated an intervention on my tennis addiction.
- JJ wins points for telling Fed to fuck off.
- SI fulfills some wet dreams.
- Love All and I went to the SAP Open and gawked at the cute boys. Well, correction: *I* gawked at the cute boys. She ate a pretzel.
- Momo won Paris, brought smiles to all, and cracked back into the top 20. Godspeed, Momes.
- Well hellooooooo Grigor!
- A one-hit wonder schmuck tried to get in Ana's pants. Just...ew.
- L. O. L.
- The injuries started racking up for Rafa. And Andy started winning tourneys.
- Dina was done under by ball kids. And her game. But mostly the ball kids.
- JJ kept losing. A lot. But she still wins at life.
- Someone almost died of boredom watching Blah.
- Everyone was worried about Ana, but she does hire Craig, which I barely remember.
- The girls brought the Lulz while promoting the BJK Cup. Well, it wasn't all lulz.
- Feli was so happy with his haircut, he did the dance of joy.
- ZOMG. Remember Speed Lessons?
- Vika kept tearing it up. And I still liked her.
- Marat officially announced he'd say au revoir in Paris.
- Tommy tried to commit suicide.
- Fed thinks Meet Joe Black is an action movie.
- Dubai went stoopid. And so did the UAE. Unfortunately it wasn't the only thing that was stupid.
- Venus went on a tear.
- Nole bugged the shit out of me. But then he flew a plane and won a boat.March came quickly and next thing I knew I flew to NYC for the BJK Cup. And...was pretty much bored and annoyed.
- Then there was the first round of Davis Cup, which had its own drama. And hotness. Mostly hotness. Like...a lot of hotness. With a big side of HoYay! Spain took out Nole and the boys and the Czechs took Gilly behind the woodshed.
- Dinara continued to break our hearts.
Which brings us to National Lampoon's Indian Wells Vacation: Forty Deuce Hits The Road...
December 07, 2009
FD 09 Year In Review: Boom Goes The Dynamite
And so begins my attempt to recap the year that was in 2009.
- 2009 started with this. So...we should've known is all I'm sayin'.
- There was Hopman Cup. And it was awesome. For all the wrong reasons.
- Nole kicked off his year with some Head.
- JJ's year started out as a complete and utter clusterfuck. And everyone was hating on her. Except Ana.
- Rafa and Mark were adorable in Dubai.
- 11 days in and I abandoned my New Year's Resolutions. Actually, 6. No, 5.
- Nads debuted her bubbly personality.
- Baby E hit the courts and well...she's still pretty, I guess. They love her down there.
- Muzz worked out and showed off his new muzzles.
- I successfully jinxed Fed. But I was still wrong. And once again I proved to the world that I have no business being a tennis blogger.
- The boys got all catty.
- Nalby lost to Rendy Lu. RENDY LU.
- Tommy reminded us how much he hates clothes.
- Hey, remember when Olivia almost beat Serena? Yeah, me neither. Remember when Serena almost lost to like...EVERYBODY? Yeah, me neither.
- JJ talked big and fell hard. In hilarious fashion.
- Well hello Kleybs. Nice to meet you.
- The Cone lost a match that would define her season.
- And and Fer broke up and then the FeVer started heating up. And he got a new girlfriend.
- Marat said goodbye to Australia.
- Shit got stoopid.
- Dani and Ai FUCKING RULED.
- Nole and Vika got woozy.
- Snot Rocket returned and turned the AO into one of those feel-good Olympic stories that make you cry. Or just me.
- Dina gave us awesome quotage and posed for Banana Republic. And Zeljko gave her a secret book that, as we all know, did not have the answers.
- Sveta got roofied.
- Serena was...Serena.
- Gilles foreshadowed his year but gained some fans.
- Fed tee'd up a repeated refrain as he showed he still owned Andy.
- Rafa and Fer gave us, what I still think is, the match of the year.
- Fed and Rafa played a crazy final which lead to a match call thread full of 435 comments.
- Fed cried.
- Rafa redefined "Hard Courts"
- The boys were really happy to see each other again.
And that was January. JJ floundered, Rafa and Fer came out winners, lots of questions swirled around Fed, Muzz, and Nole, Serena recaptured #1, and the Russians were...Russians.
On to February...
Donkey Says...Evgeny Korolev
Known around here as "Baby Marat", says Donkey: "What? He's legal."
Can't argue with that.
He's a biter. Which...can be a good thing.
He's super athletic.
Speaking of biting, look at those forearms...
Jesus. He's pretty.
Oh fuck it. Why do I even bother. Evgeny is best seen without his shirt.
His body is the bomb diggity. Perfection.
All I can think right now is "BODY SHOTS!!!!"
NomNomNom
Happy Birthday, Donkey
So one of my very best friends (and intermittent Forty Deuce character) donkeygrooming is celebrating her birthday this week. DG and I met in law school, though it wouldn't be until four years later, when happenstance brought us together to share an office wall, that we really became friends. Miraculously, between our random screams of "Don't Tase Me, Bro!" through the wall, daily coffee breaks, and shared misanthropic natures, we became buds. She's been there in the good, the mundane, and the worst of times and I am incredibly indebted to her for that. It couldn't have been easy to watch me convulsively cry silently into a bowl of clam chowder for 30 minutes.
I'm not entirely sure I've done much in return but I know for certain that she now has a very VERY deep seated love for swarthy Spaniards, kitten-haired Serbs, and hot Russians. She reads four websites a day and FD is one of them. And all she ever wants is pictures of pretty boys.
And so I, C Note, declare this week DonkeyGrooming Week. It's going to be a week full of pics of the boys that make DG tingle down in her donkey loins.
So move over Edward. Here come the sparkly rock hard boys of tennis. These guys will actually fuck you.
December 06, 2009
Pic This: How Do I Pledge?
Best Frat Ever.
I propose a new Davis Cup/Fed Cup tradition: A Champions Ball. FUCK YEAH.
The man can wear a suit, that's for sure.
I'm sad he's not carrying his pocket square in his mouth.
JESUS CHRIST, DUDE.
The Bullth of Barthelona Thelebrate
Lock up your women, sons, sheep, and lawns, people of Barcelona.
The boys have won and they're ready to celebrate.
There's so much amazing in this pic I don't know where to begin. SuperFeli to the rescue!
All I can think when I see these two is this.
"Me and You and You and Me, no matter how they toss the dice, it's meant to be."
These two are so this I can't even deal.
Is difficult to stay in the right colm, no?
"I love that Davis Cup so much...
...I want to take it out behind the school...
...and get it pregnant."
Glad these guys made the final. Hell of a job, Czechies.
Manual Photoshopping, by Fernando Verdasco. See? He gets it.
Welcome To The Top 10, Justine
Justine beat Flavia 64 64. If this were any weekend other than Davis Cup weekend, I'm sure the commies would be creaming themselves.
"Yay, Carlos! We did it!"
Pic This: "This Is A Vase"
"...for my dick."
The Hunk-a-Hunk of Burning Aussie Love won the AEGON Champions Cup in London, beating Stefan (the tennis player, not the chef).
December 05, 2009
I Could Get Excited For This
Dude. We get it. You retired to find a man and have a baby. You didn't. Now you're back and you're engaging in some form of performance art. We get it. THE BABY AIN'T THERE.
Justine won her exo over Flipkens 64 64, and word on the Twitter Street is that she looked pretty good. Her "new" serve has a higher toss. Not sure how that gets you a more powerful serve other than the fact that you have more time to load and transfer your weight, but we'll see. She'll play Flavia tomorrow, who beat The Cone 64 60. So...Alize's doing well...
Help me, Carlos Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope!
The Teamiest Team To Ever Team
And so Spain clinches the Davis Cup for the second straight year with a 76(7) 75 62 win over Steps and Tomas.
It was a compete and clean kill for the Spaniards, as Feli's serve was booming and Fernando's forehand was adjective-similar-to-booming-but-I-can't-use-booming-twice-in-one-sentence.
And now, for the celebration pics:
I love this pic. Primarily because it reminded me of this scene in New Moon (shut up. I'm going to keep bringing it up until it's out of my system).
"Dude! We sold FOUR Big Macs!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"You smell like french fries. I'll be your hot mustard."
Photobomb.
Trust Fall: You're Doing It Wrong.
"Is it raining? I hadn't noticed."
Seriously, dude, GET OUT OF THE FUCKING WAY AND LET THEM HAVE THEIR MOMENT!
Fer's cute and all, but I cannot stop looking at Feli's amazing receding hairline.
Like whoa, y'all.
I miss Emilio.
Vamos.
Can't wait for tomorrow's award ceremony.
December 04, 2009
2-0
DAVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!!!!!!!!
Let's be real, I did *not* think he had it in him. Hobbling into Davis Cup, playing a streaking Steps, I just...really...didn't think he had a change here. He was already a shock pick by Costa to play this second rubber, which I chalked up to Costa feeding him to the wolves, assuming the loss, in order to rest Fer for tomorrow and possibly Sunday. And that's what it looked like after the first two sets, when Daveed was simply outclassed by Steps in the order of a 61 62 drubbing.
But Spain would not be denied. Steps started to play too cute and Daveed picked up his game. After he was able to take the third set, it really looked like it was going to turn around. And did it ever.
Daveed would gut out the next three sets, 64 64 86, after 4 hours. It was awesome. He needed this win in a major way.
Save the Cheerleader. Save the World.
Tough luck for the Czechs. Sex should have really closed this out. Doubt they can overcome a 0-2 deficit. Radek will have to rally to get up for tomorrow's must win doubles rubber.
1-0
Well that was a triumphant return.
Tomas was able to hang with him for about half a set before Rafa pulled out the first set 75. From there it was all Rafa, as he'd take the next two sets 60 62.
Sorry, Tomas. You're still pretty, though.
Exos Galore
This weekend, Justine, Flipkens, The Cone, and Flavs take to the court in an exo in Belgium. This marks Justine's "return" or something. So of course she'll play Flipkens, The Cone and Flavs will play the other match, and the winner will play the final.
I would *so* pay for a Justine/Flavia stream.
Oh, and Masha beat Gisela 61 63 in Chile. So...good job, Gisela.
I Shit You Not.
So FeVer is going to sport Spain's national team kit for football during Davis Cup. But that's not the story. He's also going to be wearing personalized mi Adidas shoes that say "Tabasco" on the heel.
Here's a preview of his kit:
December 03, 2009
Get Ready, Sochi
According to the Russian Press, Marat's planning to run for Vice President of the Russian Olympic Committee. If you thought there were a lot of free condoms before, just wait for Sochi, y'all.
"YEAH!!!"
This week on FD Podcast we wrap up the happenings in London (my Mom won't let me call it WTF anymore), and we begin our year-end wrap up, starting with the ladies.
And Lexi clearly establishes herself as the front-runner for the 2010 Nobel Peace Prize.
Team Edward or Team Jacob? You Gotta Choose.
I honestly don't know who I'm rooting for here but I think it's Spain, if for no other reason than that I want Rafa to end his season on a high note. Speaking of high notes...what's up with Feli's hair? Or Fer's for that matter.
That said, I'd be totally super duper happy for the Czechs if they win.
Spain comes into Davis Cup severely hobbled, both emotionally and physically. We all know Rafa's struggling, but Fernando also expended a crapload of energy at in London, and he's now injured. So much so that Costa has swapped in Daveed for singles, who we last saw withdraw from a match due to a hamstring injury. That's...disconcerting, though Costa has indicated that Fer might be tapped to play Sunday if needed. And have I mentioned Feli's hair?
The Czechs on the other hand come in very relaxed and high in confidence. Well, at least Steps is feeling confident. He had a great run to end the regular season. As for Tomas, you never know what you're going to get with him but I have to think he's going to be pretty relaxed here, which is worrisome if you're on Team Spain. If this tie were played in the Czech Republic, I'd be more worried for Tomas. But playing away in Spain? Something tells me the Czechs totally buy into the underdog mentality here.
As per usual in Davis Cup, doubles will be the key here. Rafa can't do this all himself. Despite the fact that Dlouhy/Hajek were officially tapped for the Czechs, unless they find themselves up 2-0 after the first day, expect Tomas and Steps to play dubs against Fer/Feli. I expect it'll be 1-1 after Friday, so whoever wins dubs will clearly be in the driving seat.
All this is to say, this is going to be a VERY interesting tie. I am REALLY worried for Spain.
Friday 4 December – Play starts at 1600 (1500 GMT)
Rafael Nadal (ESP) v Tomas Berdych (CZE)
David Ferrer (ESP) v Radek Stepanek (CZE)
Saturday 5 December – Play starts at 1600 (1500 GMT)
Feliciano Lopez / Fernando Verdasco (ESP) v Lukas Dlouhy / Jan Hajek (CZE)
Sunday 6 December – Play starts at 1200 (1100 GMT)
Rafael Nadal (ESP) v Radek Stepanek (CZE)
David Ferrer (ESP) v Tomas Berdych (CZE)
Momo Puts On Lip Gloss, Retires
As suspected, Amelie Mauresmo announced her retirement today.
"I don't want to train anymore. I had to make a decision, which became evident in the last few months and weeks. When you grow older, it's more difficult to stay at the top. It's a bit sad, but this is the right decision. I was lucky enough to have an exceptional career and to experience very strong feelings on the court.
If I were able to enter the court, play and shine, of course I could continue, but to achieve this you need to put in such hard work. And I'm not capable of that. I dreamt of this career, I dreamt of winning a Grand Slam title. I lifted trophies in every city in the world and I lived 10 magical and unbelievable years."
Aw, Momes. Anytime you enter the court and play, you shine. That's just how it was. I must say, I wasn't always a Momo fan. Some of it had to do with my dislike of one-handed backhands (I'm sorry, I don't think they're *that" beautiful) but most of it had to do with that damn scrunchy. But as her career progressed, it became clear to me that Amelie was just...normal. She falls in that category of normal people, who pick up tennis, are successful, but have to navigate the absolute insanity of professional tennis without any sense of arrogance, delusion, or, let's be frank, crazy. I feel like her emotional rollercoaster of a career, with all the pressure put on her by the FFT, by fans, by other players, was the direct result of her normalcy. I always have sympathy for the normals. The crazies can have their gazillion titles and accolades. I'd rather drink with Amelie and talk about Sartre.
I think we all saw this coming but again, I'm sad she won't get a curtain call. Personally, I would have loved to have the opportunity to say goodbye at Indian Well, a la Marat. But I don't think anyone can doubt Amelie on this one. Where there's no motivation, what's the point? And what brings me such joy in thinking about Amelie is the fact that I have no doubt that her post-tennis life is going to be something we all envy.
We're going to miss you, Momes.
Two Slam titles, #1 in the world, 2004 Olympic Silver medal, and a 2003 Fed Cup Title.
All the while playing as the first high-profile athlete to come out during her career. A role model for other gay athletes who are too scared to come out for fear of backlash by both fans and sponsors. I don't think this courageous move can be lauded enough.
All class, all the time, and a true champion.
December 02, 2009
Kick The Pain Away
Muzz and the boys (including Tim Henman!) came together for a year-end game of footy at Roehampton. It sounds like a pretty intense one, which Team Muzz pulled out in penalties.
It won't kiss you back, Muzz. And therein lies the rub.
Good Boy.
Nole's going to play a shorter schedule next year. Generally a good idea, but this puts more pressure on him to play well every time. He won't be able to sustain his ranking if he's crapping out in the first 3 rounds all the time.
End of an Era?
Let's face it, if you had millions of dollars, two awesome dogs, and a cellar full of amazing French wine, why the hell would you put off retirement?
Momo has a press conference scheduled for tomorrow, when she'll presumably announce whether or not she intends to retire. Here's hoping that she's not just going to pull the plug right now. I really feel like she deserves a curtain call. She's so well-liked and I'd really love to see the RG and SW19 crowds send her off.
Pic This: Sluuuuuuuurp
Yesterday we got Goran and Paddy, today we get Stefan. I'm so ok with this.
Andy, You Idiot.
In news that I have put off discussing because I simply refuse to accept it as true, Muzzard and his "whoa, how'd he land that girl" steady, Kim, have split. I've never been shy about my love for Kim. She seemed chill and I loved her style. Which WAG am I supposed to look to for style tips now? Yeah, Irina it is.
Word on the street is that Kim got fed up with Andy's obsession with Playstation. Of course, this is the same "word on the street" that announced that K-Stew was pregnant. So...grain o' salt, por favor.
That said, as one whose ex-boyfriend used to get pissed because she would rather play another 30 minutes of XBOX than go to bed, I will say this: Andy, you and me? We're morons.
Huge In South America
Amazon Woman.
Masha's in Chile for an exo with Gisela Dulko.
I don't know why, but her tallness is really cracking my shit up today.
Incidentally, Matt Cronin reports that Maria will not be playing the San Diego tournament. Boo.
December 01, 2009
Pic This: Someone Get Goran A Sammich!
I like my Goran fiery and on the edge. And no, a fake Ed Hardy hoodie does not on the edge make.
But good Lord, Beef Paddy still looks good.
Meh, who am I kidding. I'd still have awesomely protected bonefests with either. Or both.Condoms. Wear Them.
Today is World AIDS Day, which began over 20 years ago to help raise awareness of AIDS and AIDS prevention. AIDS is real, people, and it can affect you and those around you in real, tragic ways. I used to do be an AIDS educator and its always disappointing to hear people still say that it's a "gay" thing, or a "poor" thing that they don't have to worry about.
All I can say, in my own C-Note way, is that's bullshit and anyone who thinks that is a fucking moron. Gay, straight, male, female, black, white, Asian, it affects us all.
So be safe, get tested, and help fight the prejudice and ignorance surrounding AIDS.
UPDATED: Dirty South
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The ATP Indianapolis tournament is relocating to Hotlanta next year. Too bad. There had been speculation that the tournament might be moving to Chicago, which would have been pretty nifty. Either way, enjoy the heat, ATPers!
UPDATED: Or, you know...not:
UPDATED AGAIN: Also, Kitzbuehl is moving to Nice.
Cash, Check, or Charge?
Hey, remember that time when Serena yelled at a line judge? Yeah, me neither.
But whatever she did, swift action has been taken by the ITF, which announced yesterday that they were putting her on 2-year probation. What the hell does it mean to be on probation? Basically, if she commits another major offense in the next two years then she'll be suspended (yeah right) and fined a minimum of $175,000. Alternatively, if she stays out of trouble, then the fine is only $82,500.
So to wrap it up, no suspension, no million dollar fine, no forfeit of her USO prize money ($350,000), no...anything, really. Which is pretty much what we all figured would happen.
Air Quotes: 1-Up
''He's very fast. He plays like PlayStation.''
--Juan Martin del Potro, on Kolya The Hedgehog
Pic This: New Balls, Please
Now we know what Gauloises looks like!
