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Monday, May 28, 2007

Game. Set. Match.

I made a thrilling discovery this morning. I get the tennis channel. Who knew? I rarely stray into the numbers above 80 or so.

The French Open started yesterday. I've been watching tennis since the days of Johnny Mac and Connors, Martina and Steffi, when I was a little kid sitting on the floor keeping my dad company. I was hooked by Capriati when she came on the scene, only one month older than me. I discovered Sampras before he was big, before he'd won any majors, when he was still a goofy kid with his tongue sticking out. From the first match I saw him play, I cheered for only him. I wasn't a fan of Andre's until he shaved his head and started wearing white.

I never played much tennis. That takes too much effort and requires a hitting partner. I prefer activities I can do alone, like walking, rollerblading, or biking.

I am not as dedicated a watcher as I used to be. I don't like that the players are so much younger than me. I don't like that the game has become a slugfest. I miss the beauty and finesse of serve and volley. But when one of the grandslams rolls around I still like to watch as much as I can. And one day I hope to sit in the stands at Roland-Garros or the All England Lawn Tennis Club to cheer for the latest teenager to sweep the sport.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I've never been much into tennis but we did go to the US Open a couple years ago. It was pretty neat, I have to admit. But playing requires more hand-eye ordination than I have.

Marni said...

I've never understood tennis... or golf... not enough "action" for me, I guess. :)

Coffeypot said...

I, too, am drawn to activites I can do alone; like watching TV, sex, drinking beer and sleeping. I am an excellent sleeper. All I have to do is stop a...zzzzz.

Anonymous said...

Hey! We just discovered we get the tennis channel too! Mr. LS was flipping through last night and found it.