Great start of the year for Petko, who takes out Groth in a hard-fought three-setter to make the semis in Brisbane. As is her trademark, she shot her gun and did a little dance before sending a heartfelt racquet clap Jarka's way.
Sidenote: Jarka's husband, the newly mohawked Sam Groth, served as her coach during the coaching timeout. It was like watching an episode of The Sopranos. F-bombs EVERYWHERE. Awesome.
As expected, the Petko backlashing has begun, with Twitter folks starting the campaign for her to stop with the Petko Dance. Me? I say, DANCE, PETKO, DANCE! Anyone who's read any interviews with her knows she means absolutely nothing by it. It's her thing in the same way that Jo does his thumb dance after matches. It's her trademark, it's harmless, and I'd hate to see her forced back into the cookie cutter mix of personality-less WTA hackers. He was sidelined with injury, had a heartbreaking 2010, and is justifiably excited to be back on court and playing well. Let the kid dance and shoot her guns.
Which is all a long way of saying this:
You do the damn thing, Andrea. Dance like no one's watching.