Usually it's the Ladies who provide all the crazy drama in the early rounds. But the ATP did their best WTA impression today, taking, nay, demanding center stage and, in Nole's case, the spotlight.
Kolya had to go 9-7 in the fifth to finally dispatch the big serving Kevin Anderson in a match that lasted over four hours. Uh...that can't be good for his hopefully no longer broken wrist. But it sure was nice to see Kolya back. You'd think the media would be excited too, seeing as how he charmed the pants off everyone in Melbourne. You'd be wrong.
JJ was depressingly drama-free today so Nole decided he'd pick up the slack, needing five sets, a roof closure, and lots of falling down to survive the ever so pesky Little Roch. And thanks to Nole we learned a new piece of trivia: Wimbledon has an 11pm curfew. I don't know about you but I'm relieved. Without a curfew you know Wimbledon would be out and about getting knocked up. Don't let her prim and proper nature foll you. She a ho. Fo sho.
Inspired stuff from little Ollie though. Gutsy hitting for four sets and two games before Nole reeled off the next six games to finish the match at 10:58pm. He's a procrastinator, that one. But big ups to Ollie. I dedicate this gem, which I caught myself singing throughout the match, to the Wee Little Belgian That Could But Didn't: