BEEEEEEPPPPPAAAAAAA!
Nice comeback today against the still impressive Pronk to make her first Slam final! And no, she didn't lose her shit. Sadly. But we have one match to go. Losing your shit on Center Court? Now that's some legendary shit losing.
This is just so great to see from a woman who busted her ass to get to the top 5, was a Slam semifinalist and Olympic medalist, was on the upswing, then suffering a horrific ankle injury. She's been working her way back over the past year but I don't think anyone was prepared for her to make such a statement here at Wimbledon. But she's been playing vintage Bepa tennis: moving well, serving solidly, hitting relentlessly, and changing the direction of the ball with ease and conviction. When Bepa plays well I get giddy. I love watching her game.
Another thing I love watching? This piece of hot in her box (heh):
Um. That's Sergey. He's her new coach. He used to be an Abercrombie model.
He is slightly more attractive than Sam Sumyk.
Slightly.
BOW. DOWN. TO BEPA.
