What a weekend of woe. Not just woe, but unexpected woe. Woe that you kind really didn't see coming until you turned the corner and someone shoved a spoon in your eye.
Let's start with this guy. He not only lost but he lost in straight sets to DONALD YOUNG. DONALD YOUNG!!! For the second straight year I didn't even bother watching the match, opting to hang out at the new and AMAZING Corona tent, assuming that my super fuzzy-haired boyfriend would get the job done over the talented but prone to imploding DYoung. So imagine my surprise when I turned to watch the big screen to see DY holding AT LOVE. Against one of the best returners in the game who happens to be my reason for tennis existence.
Well...and Sam. Let's be real.
Augh! Andy's now winless since that Australian Open final, with two sorry performances. The good news is that Andy has no idea why he played like utter shit. [/sarcasm font]
Speaking of people who have not been all that fantastic after losing a Grand Slam final, HAI NAILS.
She was upset by Peng 46 63 63. All credit to Racquet Required. She totally called the upset on Twitter when the draw came out and I didn't think it was a bad call. Peng hasn't had the results but she's been right there in her matches and playing quite well.
Sorry, Indian Wells economy. You won't be seeing the Li credit card this year.
Here's the thing. If we learned anything from last year's Ana/Montreal fiasco it's that denying someone a wildcard kind of lights a fire and virtually guarantees that they will make you look like a fucking moron. Ana got hosed by Montreal and went on to the semis of Cincy.
You're not looking too smart right now, Sony Ericsson Open Tournament Director person.
SVETA WHAT THE FUCK WORD??? McHale??? SNOOKI??? I mean, what is that about? I know, I know. It's Sveta. She can rock your world one night and show up the next holding a bag of cold Taco Bell, smelling like piss, and slurring her words. But COME. ON.
And then there's this guy going down to Malisse in straights, 76(6) 75. It's not like I should be shocked. Jo hasn't been playing all that great and he's coming off of injury. But I WANT TO SEE SHIRTLESS JO PRACTICING. If it's any consolation I cardigan'd Jo at the bar later that night. He was looking delicious in his ash grey cardigan, jeans, and white kicks. He also seemed to have a lady friend.
Needless to say, I was drunk Saturday night.
(Pics: Forty Deuce)