It was looking ominous. I mean the weather, not Kim's kit. But that works, too.
I arrived at Roland Garros yesterday afternoon bundled up in a scarf and cardigan and, for a moment, considered buying one of those cheesy Roland Garros jackets that everyone seemed to be sporting (tags still on, natch). All that is to say, it was really gross yesterday. Cold, windy, cloudy, blech.
If that's how I was feeling as a fan, I can only imagine how the players felt. These were not the conditions that made you say "Man! I'm really looking forward to playing tennis today!" These were conditions that made you pull the covers back over your head and come to terms with the fact that you were going to head into work late, if at all.
So maybe that explains* how Kim went from being 63 52 up on Dutch qualifier Arantxa Rus (#114) to dropping 11 of the last 12 games to lose 36 75 61. Momma sprayed unforced errors every which way every time she got the chance (65 for the match). It was...wait for it...Kimpressive.
All credit to Rus, though. With her back against the wall, she saved match points and played steady, solid tennis. The lanky girl can hit the ball, that's for damn sure.
So Kim's out. It's weird. But it certainly opens up the draw for a certain little someone...
*NOT. I just wanted to bitch about the weather.
(Pics: AP, Getty)