After Dinara's loss, I had a bad feeling about things as Sam took Armstrong. Hahaha, US Open organizers. Nice court choice. Don't think the irony is lost on me. Bastards.
From the minute Sam took the court I was pretty much yelling my head off. I had to make a good impression because her family is in town. Papa Stosur's there in the blue and Mama is hiding behind the magazine. Probably because she had the same sense of impending doom that I did. This was one of the toughest first round matchups on the slate.
Sitting across from me were The StoBros. Well, at least one of them. I know the one on the far right with the blue cap is her little brother Dominic. Miljan actually rode the train in with them and said they got a biiiiit annoyed when he asked them if they were going to watch Lleyton. Hilarious.
Unfortunately the match was more of the same of what I've seen from Sam in the past few weeks. No aces, ineffective backhand slice, and the forehand is just not getting through the court or kicking as much as she'd like it to. Sam had to come back from a set and a break down to pull this one off, with a bit of help from Vezzie, who had a bit of a choke in the second set. But a win is a win at this point and I just have to keep reminding myself that I'll be happy if she gets past the second round.