Crazy haps, you guys. Crazy haps.
First off, SportExpress is reporting that Vera and Sergey broke up. MOMMY AND DADDY DON'T LOVE EACH OTHER ANYMORE! She'll be coached by Karen Krotov, the guy that we have come to know as "Not-Sergey". And believe me, he is "Not-Sergey" in every way shape and not-so-hot form.
Thanks to Christina, here's a translation of Sergey's quotage on the split:
It was Vera’s idea to work with Karen. Apparently, she decided she needed something new in her training. But I didn’t agree with this. I have my own ideas about her game. When a new person came into the team, I didn’t want to take responsibility for his approach. You have to cover yourself with a blanket before a fall [note: some Russian idiom I’ve never heard before]. So, I decided to step aside, most of all because I didn’t want to hurt Vera.
Sadness. But she's still got Hot-Physio, right? RIGHT???
So that's me going all metaphorical on the concept of break ups. But the tennis community does have another actual, legitimately bummertown, legal-papers-are-involved break up to mourn.
The Fucking Groths are neither Groths nor...well...the other thing anymore.
If you follow Jarka on Twitter then you, like me, have pretty much known this was coming before the official announcement was made this week (she's back to Jarmila Gajdosova on the WTA site). But it is in fact official. And Jarka has some thoughts on it. And she's been tweeting them. To the public. A lot.
Anyway. Sad for Jarka and Sam. And sad for Bepa and my cooch. Sadz all around, you guys.
(Pics: Forty Deuce)