Are we really already at Championship weekend. I have to say, this whole experience has gone incredibly fast. But for all the tennis I've seen over the past four weeks all across Australia, from Perth, to Sydney, to Melbourne, I have to say that in all honesty...
I AM SO NOT SICK OF IT. This sport is just the best. It absolutely 100% kicks all other sports' saggy asses and I have pictures to prove it.
Nole pointing to Ana and then doing her fistpump after he won. BABIES.
Two things I can't stand: Clowns and neck beards. And Stan. Ok, so that's three.
Even Mirka's over you, Stanley.
Franny Fish Mouth! FRANNY FISH MOUTH!
(Kudos to anyone who doesn't know me personally getting this reference)
Even she wants to punch her face. So don't be mad if others want to also.
Whoops. How did this get in here.
Don't worry. That's how ninjas meditate.
You can look, ladies. It's ok. He wants you to. He put his nametag there for Chrissakes.
I mean...did we really think Flavia would be denied?
Ok, for a split second we did.
30 never looked so fierce.
Seriously. She did not want you there, Venus.
NO PRESSURE, ANDY.
How can a picture be both a FAIL and a WIN?
When it involves Petko falling on her ass while zorbing.
Augh. I think it's official. You are way too good at tennis for me to like you anymore.
Maria Kirilenko FTW.
Come here, you.
(Pics: Getty, AP, Reuters)