Sorry I haven't blogged in a few days. But my energy and attendance at the USO has been a bit on the spotty side so here's my attempt to catch up.
As you may have noticed if you follow me on Twitter (seriously, it's the easiest way to keep track of me and my tourettes-like musings), the schedule of play is stacked so that almost all of my favorites play on the same day. For example, Ana and Sam, both in the same part of the draw, are always a double header. Which makes it so that I'm really excited one day and kinda bored the next.
With that in mind, I took Day 4 off and just hung out in and around my hotel, catching up on some reading, doing some errands, and hanging out with friends. It was a much needed respite. If you want to catch the full day's action you're pretty much up at 8am, out the door by 9:30 and on the grounds at 10:30am through midnight, and getting home around 1am. When you throw in an uncontrollable urge to tell people what happened that day (i.e., blog) then you're really not getting much sleep at all. Do that day after day after day and...yeah, you need to recharge.
So yeah, I didn't go on Thursday. Which was fine because nothing major happened, though I would have liked to have seen that Petko vs. Bethanie match.
But Friday was going to be a big day. Ana, Sam, Andy, and Rafa were all on tap, with Ana and Sam scheduled to have some potentially tricky opponents. On top of that there was the stress of a potential hurricane, which is totally a new thing for me as I have never actually been in or around a hurricane. So seriously, I was kinda stressed.
But it was all good. Sam won easily in straight sets and it was super fun to watch. As always.
After that I had some time to kill, so I got a little bit of food and drinky drink. Thankfully I arrived back to Armstrong just in time to see that fanny pack. There are no words.
Just a really amazing match against Razzano, who had just beaten Marion in the prior round. The first set was fairly tight, with Ana getting frustrated with her inability to get the ball through the court. Mind you, it was a bit gusty.
But they didn't, and she totally got her focus back to take the first set. It was kinda funny. After she won and shook hands at the net, she came out to do her crowd salute, and immediately took off her wristbands to throw to them. For a split second I was scared she was going to just start stripping.
Team Ivanovic in the hizzee. I was hanging out by the media center/practice courts/Heineken bar (seriously, it's the best area to chill out) and I saw Dragana walking out of the media center. She stopped to rustle through her bag to find something (my immediate thought -- "Is there a latte in there?"), clearly found it, and walked out of the gate. As I had been drinking vodka for two hours, I compulsively yelled out "Good luck to Ana today!". She stopped, she turned, I screamed (in my head), she smiled, and said "Thank you" in the *exact* same way Ana does. I smiled and then started giggling to myself as she turned to walk away. It was awesome.
From there I had more to drink as I wandered to the grounds. And low and behold I saw Hannah Storm drunkenly hitting on my boyfriend, who looked absolutely cuddly in his Adidas hoodie. Step off, Hannah. Not only can I properly pronounce player names and speak about tennis intelligently, I also have a knife. And trust, I know how to use it.
I didn't have a night session pass and I was EXHAUSTED by the time the sun came down, so I headed home. The hurricane never came, thankfully, and everyone I loved won. So I was all gravy.