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The tennis gods can’t seem to make up their minds about Argentina. They have handed that vast nation plentiful golden gifts in the shape of some fine and multifaceted players, but have then blighted those players with a frost of injuries. Those same deities have taken the Argentine men to the very brink of national glory in the Davis Cup—no fewer than three times—but on each occasion...
Published: August 3, 2010
Since the drama of Wimbledon and the excitement of a French victory over Spain in the Davis Cup, many of the tennis headlines have been focused off court. Rafael Nadal dominated the web with a bare chest sported at a beach on Mallorca’s neighbouring Balearic island of Formentera. Roger Federer, pictured with this family aboard a huge luxury yacht off the Corsican coast, might have drawn the headline...
Published: July 26, 2010
Just when the talk is all of Roger Federer’s decline, his failure to get beyond the quarters of two Grand Slams, his slip to his lowest ranking in six-and-a-half years—all the way to No. 3—he plays the tactical equivalent of that zippy off-forehand that leaves his opponent rooted to the spot. Just as his fans are gazing adoringly at photos of Roger, Mirka, and assorted family members...
Published: July 24, 2010
It’s an odd time in the tennis year when all the surfaces seem to clash like a salad dressing that won’t emulsify. The clay season, which dominated the calendar from the first week in April through no fewer than 11 ATP events—three of them Masters—towards its conclusion at Roland Garros, has reared its head again. It seems an ungainly and untimely return of the red stuff before...
Published: July 12, 2010
It’s high summer and in the all-too-brief hiatus between Wimbledon and the start of the North American hard-court swing, there’s just enough time for the best tennis nations to go head-to-head in the Davis Cup. In four far-flung parts of the world, they lock horns in the quarterfinals of a competition that could take them to national glory at the end of the year. The big question, as...
Published: July 11, 2010
In the end, it departed from the script very little. And in the end, no one could have any argument with the result. Because, in the end, it was the top dogs, the two world No.1’s, who were crowned king and queen at the All England Club on the first weekend of July. Rafael Nadal and Serena Williams were unquestionably the deserving winners. While it was no surprise to see these two stride onto...
Published: July 7, 2010
Let’s start at the very beginning, A very good place to start. When you read you begin with A-B-C, When you sing you begin with… Well in the music of tennis, until now, you’ve begun with F for Federer. At Wimbledon this year, however, the vocabulary was indeed A-B-C. Opening Monday began with an A who brought unexpected drama within minutes of Federer walking...
Published: July 5, 2010
It’s grass, it’s stars, it’s Pimms, and it’s strawberries. It’s at once special and egalitarian. It has the history and tradition of old England but runs like a well-oiled 21st century machine. Its tickets are within the purse of all, it draws royalty, and it welcomes all-comers. It is tennis that reverts to its roots yet remains uniquely grassy in the modern tour. Wimbledon,...
Published: June 27, 2010
Wimbledon 2010 has been a royal occasion in more ways than one. Sure, the current queens of the tournament, Serena and Venus Williams, top the seedings and have sailed through to their rightful place in the second week. Of course, Roger Federer and Rafael Nadal top the men’s list and have, rather less regally, sailed into Week Two. But on Thursday, the questions these players were asked related...
Published: June 19, 2010
“The Wimbledon Championships will have an official poet in residence for the first time in 2010, capturing the tournament’s every ‘triumph and disaster.'” See Wimbledon.org If you can toss the ball high with a swift fluid motion,Reach skyward from shoulder to tapering fingers, Can pause, and discard all signs of emotion,And drop your arm back like a sling ‘til it lingers;If...