Showing posts with label Marcos Baghdatis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marcos Baghdatis. Show all posts

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Oz: Time.

 

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I have a good start season. I beat Feliciano López last week and today I won another match. That's what I need. I need time, I need matches, I need sets, I need hours into the court. Then in the future, I will be better.

-- Juan Martin del Potro

 

 

Baghdatis d. del Potro 6-1, 6-3, 4-6, 6-3

 

Other than getting (and surviving) some prolonged competitive matchplay, I had practically no expectations from Delpo which means he’s already exceeded mine.

 

Taking out a top 100 player in straights and then getting a set off one of the best shotmakers in the game counts as a win in my book.

 

And aside from a couple of hairy moments where he looked to be alleviating pressure from his wrist (one of which sent his racquet flying out of his hand), he looks to have survived the 2h 42min hour encounter intact.

 

The man says he needs time – which I take to mean months rather than weeks.

 

Welcome back big guy.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Four Weddings and a FeduNadal

 

 

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We can be jovial about this.

 

I went to bed - on a Friday night,

With Nadal-and-Baggee on ma teh-lleee…

 

When I woke up,

The whole world was shook up,

 

And Fed and Nadal but a storeeee….

 

 

…or we can wallow in our grief over one of W. H. Auden’s lesser known works:

 

The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and paint your house grey,
Throw out the face-paint; there’ll be no Fedal today

 

 

 

Although, hand on heart, how many of you can really say you wanted it this soon?

 

I know many will disagree, but for me their last meeting drew a blank. Like two drunk and disorderlies forced to patch up their differences at a makeshift charity do no one wants to attend.

 

They’re both inching towards finding their form. Feds shown more flourish but also more confunktion. Rafa was roundly outplayed last night but is also the more steadier of the two.

 

Give it another week I say, let them play themselves into more affable spirits before we once again force them upon one another.

 

As for Baggy, you’d be a fool to ever doubt him. You’d be a fool to bet the house on him too but that’s part of the deal and, I daresay, the appeal. For some people.For others, just like that recent Fedal fail, he too draws a blank.

 

Me, I’m in the middle. I don’t think his smile is tennis’s solution to world peace (Franny’s is) but I do enjoy his groundies and elephant-on-ice dance moves as much as I enjoy Nalbandian’s.

 

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It’s not often such impeccable timing, efficient weight transfer and fluid movement unite in one player. When that player looks more like a Highland Caber Tosser than a tennis player, it makes the spectacle more-peculiar still.

 

Federer was sublime over Kolya. To be fair, in the first set they both were.

 

The surprising thing this time, however, was Fed’s defence – if I didn’t know any better I’d almost believe he’s found the patience to sustain rallies under pressure. As I say, I know better.

 

With that single break and that first set gone, Kolya began a spraying spree that almost certainly prevented this from going into a third set. Twas a shame because for one set we had the makings of what could have been the match of the week.

 

No one should be surprised at Nole’s and Muzz’s departure. The only amazing thing is how long Muzz ,in particular, lasted in the heat.

 

The good: He’ll get plenty of time to rest up ahead of Flushing.

 

The bad: Mardy Fish might win the US Open Series.

 

The ugly: CazWoz is seeded #1 at the USO (don’t expect me to ‘drop it’ any time soon).

Monday, August 9, 2010

You had to be there.

 

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Kuznetsova d. Radwanska 6-4, 6-7 (7), 6-3

 

A mostly dominating performance from Sveta apart from a joke of a second set tie break when the wee gremlins occupying her brain took control of the ship, putting the ‘case’ firmly back in front of the ‘head’.

 

In what has to be the the single most spontaneous act of cerebral combustion seen this year, Sveta blew away Championship after Championship point and with it the second set tie break – allowing Aga back in, all after being 4-0 and 6-3 up.

 

"It was very hard to close and I choked for first time in my life," said the two-time Grand Slam champion.

"My knees were shaking and I couldn't push on my serve and now I know why people double fault on match points," added Kuznetsova.

"I just shook. The trophy was very important to me. I was very embarrassed and I just got it back together and dictated.

"To play that bad at end of the second set and then to let her come back and see me choke, I had to be twice as strong in the third set and I was.

"It's pretty funny now that I won the match, but if I lost I might be thinking: 'should I finish playing tennis?' I doubt it will happen again."

-- BBC

 

“First time in her life?” Quite possibly.

 

You really had to be there.

 

It’s easy to assume Sveta’s simply talking up her confidence – blowing away unassailable leads is, after all, as familiar to her as the act of creating them in the first place.

 

But that’s mostly been through her aggravating tendency to believe she’ll make winners where none exist.

 

This was about nerve. Nerve so palpable, you could practically taste it behind your teeth – knowing that a double was on it’s way well before Sveta stepped up to serve.  Icky-unnerving and not at all for the faint of heart.

 

Difficult not to feel for Aga who, for two sets, played to the best of her ability. Reaching the finals here should further entrench her top ten ranking and, as I think I said earlier, I think she’s kinda earnt it.

 

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Nalbandian d. Baghdatis 6-2, 7-6 (4)

 

I know. I know.

 

All the narratives are in place. An unseeded wildcard. Ranked outside the top 100. Back from a hip injury. Not played since April.

 

And yet I remain unmoved.

 

It’s quite simple really. It’s as much a mistake to believe Nalbie will be upended by anything so trifling as hip surgery as it is to believe he’ll carry over this form wreaking havoc in the USO.

 

“If he plays like that,” Baghdatis said, “he can beat a lot of guys in the top 10.”

 

And if he doesn’t?

 

The real joy and wonder comes from knowing that in Sveta and Nalbie we have two stellar players whose form week in week out is as elusive as the location of a quantum particle.

 

In any given week they’re as likely to beat a string of top ten players as they are to exit in the first round of Warsaw.

 

If you were to attempt to jump into a wall a couple of trillion times, quantum theory predicts that your atoms  would, eventually, reconstitute on the other side.

 

Magic when it happens – nothing more than a sore head most of the other time.

 

For now I’ll content myself with knowing that they’ve made themselves relevant again.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Fancy meeting you here.

 

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I’d have liked to have seen a Malisse/Nalbie final -- it’s been that sort of event – but this works too.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Indian Wells: Playing Catch Up


So a busy couple of days and my neighbour deciding to scaffold over the cable that brings in my sat signal minutes before they’re due to broadcast highlights of Baggy’s win over Fed, mean I’m a little behind, and a little out of sorts.


It also means I’ve largely relied on 2nd hand accounts to piece together an understanding of what happened.


Still gotta say this though.


Fancy THAT?


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From what I can tell, the main talking point appears to be Fed’s inability to make good on no less than three match points. Which I’ll be the first to admit is a little scary.


It also seems obligatory to recognise that this hasn’t taken place since Rome 2006 – so let me do the same, although it’s there I’d say the similarities end.


Let me add one more: Baggy has been away for too long, and he’s too good a player not to take advantage of Fed-Long-Shanks lapsing the night away.


[20] I Ljubicic (CRO) d [2] N Djokovic (SRB) 75 63


Only caught the last few games of this.


Djoko’s been complaining of “not feeling the ball” all week - when you consider the amount of three setters he’s played since Dubai, this should hardly be surprising. Throw in an emotionally charged Davis Cup Tie and you can see why he might rather be inclined to wilt in the desert.


That said, and even if you discount the way he fended off those three match points opposite Kohlschreiber, I still didn’t expect this result.


At first I put it down to big serving from the Gentle Giant (who did win over 70% of the points on his first serve), but then learnt he also hit twice the winners Djoko did.


I hadn’t followed him much at this event, but I will now.


A Radwanska (POL) d E Dementieva (RUS) 6-3 6-3


"I was so slow. I was reaching for the ball instead of going forward and attacking her second serve," she told AFP.

"She slowed down the game a lot and mixed it up a lot. You have to be very aggressive. You have to step forward. You have to create something. I was way too slow."

-- Elena Dementieva, CNN


Were it anyone else, and I’d be sorely disappointed for Elena. With Henin, Clijsters and anyone else considered a “contender” (what ever that means these days) out before the quarters, I was almost ready to declare this event was ‘hers for the taking’.


Then I remembered how I’d already jinxed out the other half of the top ten. It seems I possess a greater talent for picking upsets than winners.


Still, so glad to see this, even if it’s at the expense of one of my favourite players.


It was first apparent when she came through against Bartoli (a match I expected her to lose).


Still unsure of when or how it happened, but make no mistake - Aggy, since the last time I saw her, has transfigured herself into a badass mutant ball striker. As ‘mutant’ as her slight frame will allow.


She’s always had the guile, that intangible ability to get heftier opponents off balance and wondering why they’re losing points they were largely in control of – a quality that’s led her to being compared to Hingis.


I prefer to think of her as ‘Agnieszka’ - and her less-overtly aggressive brand of tennis as born of her own instincts.


[3] R Nadal (ESP) d [15] J Isner (USA) 75 36 63


Isner may have faded into insignificance in that last set, but with Rafa playing as well as he is, deserves all kinds of props for pushing him as hard as he did in sets one and two.


I don’t do so very often, but I find my hand forced in declaring John Isner a ‘top tenner-in-waiting’ on the tenuous grounds that he’s “So much more than a serve and a forehand”.


As for Rafa, yes he’s playing as well as he was in Oz, perhaps even better – yes,we all know how that ended – no, I don’t get the feeling the same will happen again.


On the other hand it’s all too premature to begin declaring the title as “his for the taking”, now that Fed and Djoko have left the building.


In any case, and taking form and history into account, it’s more natural right now to think of Soderling and Berdych as greater threats.


[6] R Soderling (SWE) d [9] J Tsonga (FRA) 63 64


I loved the look of of both La Monf and Tsonga as they marched into this event. They both seemed charged up with a euphoric intensity I put down to that recent Davis Cup win over Germany (Ok, so that’s kind of Monfils’ default “game face” anyway).


Tonight Jo-Willy learned the hard way that big serving and starry-eyes alone do not suffice, as all six of his lights were roundly punched out.


Big Rob has been working his way through the draw under everyone’s radar, seemingly happy to embrace his fate as the “player everyone loves to hate and who takes down the players they simply love”


Being a fan of Mr Jellybeans myself, I need not explain why this isn’t the way I feel, or if anything, why that’s rather an integral part of the charm.


It’s difficult to see what Jo could have done any differently, as he he was prevented by Big Rob’s penetrating flatties from his usual go-to of coming to the net.


The sight of a Frenchman stationed metres behind the baseline is one that fills me with revulsion and a pleasure I usually forego. As it stands, I have no reproof for young Jo today, just bags of actual compassion and heaps of jellybeans.


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A week or so before news of Vaidisova’s retirement broke, I remember reading of her defeat to 17 year old Heather Watson of GB in the first round of the Tangipahoa Tennis Classic – an ITF event – and thinking to myself that she really ought to have a long hard think about her future in this game.


The media have all but given up making any mention of her – unless that is they want to wheel out the odd overly-worn contextualisation of Ivanovic’s ailing form.


With that it mind, it comes as little surprise to learn she is said to “have tired of losing and lacks the desire to grind her way back”.


I couldn’t help however, feeling a slight lump in my throat, when reminded that she made the quarters of Wimbledon as recently as 2008: 20 months does seem astonishingly fast for a demise of this magnitude.


20 years, on the other hand, seems a little young to settle down (she's to marry Stepanek in July) – did I mention it also leaves ample time to ‘unretire’?


Well, I'll Be...

Marcos Baghdatis of Cyprus celebrates his victory over Roger  Federer of Switzerland at the Indian Wells ATP tennis tournament in  Indian Wells, California March 16, 2010.
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Marcos Baghdatis of Cyprus celebrates his victory over Roger Federer of Switzerland at the Indian Wells ATP tennis tournament in Indian Wells, California March 16, 2010.

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Our own Karen predicted that the top 4 players on the ATP wouldn't advance to the semifinals and the first one to fall is none other than the world's top player.

I went to bed after the first set, trying to get back on my farming schedule, so I only found out a few hours ago that Marcos rallied from a set down to upset the name that had befuddled him on the tennis court through six matches.

Raja had two match points in the second set? Was up a break in the third? Had a third match point? And still lost?

What's that saying about frozen infernos?

While I thought Marcos would beat Raja in Melbourne, which never came to pass because the Cypriot lost early, I didn't give this matchup at this event a second thought.

Color me surprised. Very.

Standing O for Baghdatis.

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Women's Singles - Fourth Round
(2) Caroline Wozniacki (DEN) d. (16) Nadia Petrova (RUS) 63 36 60
(4) Elena Dementieva (RUS) d. (19) Aravane Rezai (FRA) 63 63
(5) Agnieszka Radwanska (POL) d. (11) Marion Bartoli (FRA) 63 62
(6) Jelena Jankovic (SRB) d. (17) Shahar Peer (ISR) 62 62
(8) Samantha Stosur (AUS) d. (12) Vera Zvonareva (RUS) 62 75
(28) María José Martínez Sánchez (ESP) d. (13) Yanina Wickmayer (BEL) 64 64
(18) Zheng Jie (CHN) d. (WC) Alicia Molik (AUS) 63 46 76(1)
(23) Alisa Kleybanova (RUS) d. Carla Suárez Navarro (ESP) 26 76(2) 64

Petrova is probably still berating herself.

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Women's Doubles - Quarterfinals
Chan/Zheng (TPE/CHN) d. (1) Black/Huber (ZIM/USA) 76(5) 62
Peschke/Srebotnik (CZE/SLO) d. Kirilenko/Radwanska (RUS/POL) 46 76(4) 10-5

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Men's Singles - Third Round
[27] M Baghdatis (CYP) d [1] R Federer (SUI) 57 75 76(4) - saved 3 M.P.
[4] A Murray (GBR) d M Russell (USA) 63 75
[6] R Soderling (SWE) d [28] F Lopez (ESP) 76(3) 64
[7] A Roddick (USA) d T de Bakker (NED) 63 64
[9] J Tsonga (FRA) d [24] A Montanes (ESP) 46 63 63
[18] T Robredo (ESP) d D Sela (ISR) 63 60
[22] J Melzer (AUT) d S Greul (GER) w/o (illness)
N Almagro (ESP) d J Blake (USA) 64 36 63

Still standing.

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Men's Doubles - Second Round
[5] F Cermak (CZE) / M Mertinak (SVK) d T Bellucci (BRA) / P Cuevas (URU) w/o (Bellucci - back)
J Isner (USA) / S Querrey (USA) d I Andreev (RUS) / E Korolev (KAZ) 75 67(5) 10-4
[WC] M Lopez (ESP) / R Nadal (ESP) d F Lopez (ESP) / F Verdasco (ESP) 64 76(4)
J Brunstrom (SWE) / J Rojer (AHO) d T Berdych (CZE) / P Kohlschreiber (GER) 63 46 10-4

Friday, February 26, 2010

Dubai: Final Line Up and my ‘Notes on a Scandal’


There’ll be no further reposting of what I’ll only gingerly be referring to as “the video”.


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We’ve all seen the video – correction, we’ve all experienced, the video.


You don’t need me to do another “me too” post about it.


Though the following must be gotten off my chest.


A collection of my choicest reactions over the last 15 hours.


  • “Oh Rafa – What will your mother say!?”
  • “What will Xisca say!?”
  • “You did ask her?”
  • “$$$***$$#####”
  • “Your ingénue appeal is forever lost.”
  • “No wonder your knee hurts!”


All I need now is for Murray to do a cover of “You can call me Al” (in the role played by Paul Simon of course), and my life will be complete.


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Speaking of my life being complete – as of yet it’s only half way there.


Headbanger came through in straights against Melzer who’s yet to form any meaningful impression on me.


Djoko’s just put out Baggy – to which I say pesh-tosh.


It also means I’ll be firmly ensconced in Camp Headbang tomorrow.


You might think it strange for me to be rooting against Djoko, but rest assured I have his best interests at heart.


A win for him here will benefit precisely no one.


Not him, and certainly not tennis.


The way I figure it, he might get a little too complacent, maybe a little too content with winning the odd 500 event now and again, when he should be pitching his tent at the Masters and Slams. At least that’s what I thought the agenda was.


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Australian Open 2010 Men's Preview


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Roger Federer SUI (1) v Igor Andreev RUS
Juan Ignacio Chela ARG v Victor Hanescu ROU
Stephane Robert FRA v Potito Starace ITA
Oscar Hernandez ESP v Albert Montanes ESP (31)

Lleyton Hewitt AUS (22)
v Ricardo Gocevar BRA (Q)
Christophe Rochus BEL v Donald Young USA (Q)
Paolo Lorenzi ITA v Marcos Baghdatis CYP
Frederico Gil POR v Gilles Simon FRA (15) David Ferrer ESP (17)

Fernando Verdasco ESP (9)
v Carsten Ball AUS
Ivan Sergeyev UKR (Q) v Dudi Sela ISR
Rajeev Ram USA v Stefan Koubek AUT (Q)
Ivan Dodig CRO (Q) v Juan Carlos Ferrero ESP (23)

Juan Monaco ARG (30)
v Ernests Gulbis LAT
Martin Vassallo Arguello ARG v Michael Llodra FRA
Carlos Moya ESP v Illya Marchenko UKR (Q)
Dieter Kindlmann GER (Q) v Nikolay Davydenko RUS (6)

Well, looky here. Donald Young has qualified for the Australian Open without dropping a set. Too bad he got placed in this quarter in that particular section. He should be no match for Christophe Rochus, and even if he is, Lleyton Hewitt will end his run in round 2. Still, a nice result for a young man told that he's got to stand on his own two feet if he's to continue receiving support from the USTA.

But I digress.

In his quarter, Roger Federer has drawn his new-found nemesis Nikolay Davydenko. Will Raja's extraoridinary streak of Slam semifinals end? Will Davydenko finally breakthrough and make a semifinal Down Under?

Yes and no. Raja looks to have tennis elbow on his right arm, and the Iron Man really can't stand the heat.

Who will stop them? Veteran Stefan Koubek is always good for a great Slam match and he'll probably give Fernando Verdasco all he can handle, if the Spaniard gets past big-serving homeboy Carsten Ball. Still flimsy in the head, though, Verdasco may cause one big upset, but not two. Marcos Baghdatis is playing some good ball again and this is the place he made a name for himself. If he can keep up his form and ride the wave of his boisterous fans, he makes another Australian Open semifinal and becomes the first surprise finalist of the decade.

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MELBOURNE, AUSTRALIA - JANUARY 15:  Jo-Wilfried Tsonga of France plays a forehand in his third round match against Tommy Haas of Germany during day three of the 2010 Kooyong Classic at Kooyong on January 15, 2010 in Melbourne, Australia.
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Novak Djokovic SRB (3) v Daniel Gimeno-Traver ESP
Marinko Matosevic AUS v Marco Chiudinelli SUI
Kristof Vliegen BEL v Michael Berrer GER
Denis Istomin UZB v Jeremy Chardy FRA (32)

Mikhail Youzhny RUS (20)
v Richard Gasquet FRA
Jan Hajek CZE v Robby Ginepri USA
Lukasz Kubot POL v Mischa Zverev GER
Santiago Giraldo COL v Tommy Robredo ESP (16)

Jo-Wilfried Tsonga FRA (10)
v Sergiy Stakhovsky UKR
Fabio Fognini ITA v Taylor Dent USA
Ryan Harrison USA v Janko Tipsarevic SRB
Simon Greul GER v Tommy Haas GER (18)

Nicolas Almagro ESP (26)
v Xavier Malisse BEL (Q)
Benjamin Becker GER v Grega Zemlja SLO (Q)
Alejandro Falla COL v Marcos Daniel BRA
Marcel Granollers ESP v Robin Söderling SWE (8)

Somoene called this the weakest quarter of the draw and a practical shoo-in for Novak Djokovic to claim. With Robin Söderling and Tommy Haas nursing injuries, I got his point.

But despite Djokovic's victory Down Under in 2008, he struggled mightily with the heat last year and had to retire in his quarterfinal. His strong run at the end of 2009 makes that retirement seem ancient, but it registers like yesterday. He'll win his section, but whoever emerges from the second section could give him ulcers. They won't beat him (unless, say Tommy Robredo serves out of a tree as he did in Hopman Cup to beat Andy Murray) but they will wear him down for the quarterfinals where Jo-Wilfried Tsonga, who also happens to love playing in Melbourne, will get his revenge from that 2008 final.

Darkhorses: Xavier Malisse

Juan Martin Del Potro of Argentina returns a shot against Ivan Ljubicic of Croatia at the Kooyong Classic tennis tournament in Melbourne January 13, 2010.
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Andy Roddick USA (7) v Thiemo de Bakker NED
Teimuraz Gabashvili RUS v Thomaz Bellucci BRA
Feliciano Lopez ESP v Pablo Cuevas URU
Rainer Schuettler GER v Sam Querrey USA (25)

Tomas Berdych CZE (21)
v Robin Haase NED
Daniel Brands GER v Evgeny Korolev KAZ
Sebastien Grosjean FRA v Marsel Ilhan TUR (Q)
Olivier Rochus BELv Fernando Gonzalez CHI (11)

Marin Cilic CRO (14)
v Fabrice Santoro FRA
Guillaume Rufin FRA (Q) v Bernard Tomic AUS
Igor Kunitsyn RUS v Jose Acasuso ARG
Guillermo Garcia-Lopez ESP v Stanislas Wawrinka SUI (19)

Viktor Troicki SRB (29)
v Nicolas Lapentti ECU
Philipp Petzschner GER v Florian Mayer GER
James Blake USA v Arnaud Clement FRA
Michael Russell USA v Juan Martín Del Potro ARG (4)

This quarter feels overly crowded. Most of the seeds have shown some good form recently, and the "no-names" are dangerous: Thiemo de Bakker, Feliciano López, Robin Haase, José Acasuso, Guillermo García-López, and Philipp Petzschner all have huge games and can cause an upset if their opponents are even slightly below par. And then there are veterans Michael Russel, Nicolas Lapentti, and Rainer Schuettler with the games and the guile to crash many a party. Each tends to produce his best tennis at Slams. Anyone remember Russell taking Hewitt the distance after losing a 2-sets-to-love lead in 2007? It was the best underrated match of the year.

How far will Andy Roddick's head and heart take him? Clearly he has the game to get out of this quarter (even his latest losses to the USO champion were tight, tight affairs) and loves to play in the heat. But no matter what he or anyone else says I remain convinced Wimbledon broke his spirit. At least he already has a win on the year. Maybe redemption awaits....

We might get a rematch of the Chennai final in round 3 and a rematch of the USO quarterfinal in the Round of 16, not to mention a repeat of last year's Round of 16 right here in Melbourne. Will there be revenge?

It's tough to pick against Juan Martín del Potro to advance to his first semifinal in Melbourne.

Darkhorse: Any of the aforementioned "no-names"

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Andy Murray GBR (5) v Kevin Anderson RSA (Q)
Marc Gicquel FRAv Simone Bolelli ITA
Jarkko Nieminen FIN v Nick Lindahl AUS
Florent Serra FRA v Jurgen Melzer AUT (28)

John Isner USA (33)
David Ferrer ESP (17) v Andreas Seppi ITA
Louk Sorensen IRL* (Q) v Yen-Hsun Lu TPE
Daniel Koellerer AUT v Antonio Veic CRO (Q)
Matthew Ebden AUS (Q) v Gael Monfils FRA (12)

Radek Stepanek CZE (13)
v Ivo Karlovic CRO
Julien Benneteau FRA v David Guez FRA (Q)
Mardy Fish USA v Andrey Golubev KAZ
Jason Kubler AUS v Ivan Ljubicic CRO (24)

Philipp Kohlschreiber GER (27)
v Horacio Zeballos ARG
Blaz Kavcic SLO (LL) v Wayne Odesnik USA
Lukas Lacko SVK v Leonardo Mayer ARG
Peter Luczak AUS v Rafael Nadal ESP (2)

Land of the giants. The top seeds must start well to subdue their opening round opponents. Andy Murray's section looked like a dream until the qualifiers were placed. Kevin Anderson, the South African giant who spent most of 2009 on the challenger circuit and who made an ATP final two years ago, is no pushover. He serves big and moves well for a man his size. If Murray is too passive, he'll find himself in a dog fight. Rafael Nadal will have to play the crowd as well as a huge server in the round 1. A challenging mix, but the defending champ should be up for it.

Despite the presence of so many extra-tall players with huge serves in this quarter, the top seeds should make the quarterfinals where they will reprise their 2007 round of 16 encounter with the same result.

Darkhorse: John Isner

*I've never seen a player from Ireland in a Grand Slam main draw.

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The Women

Welcome Baghdatis


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Marcos Baghdatis of Cyprus holds the winners trophy after defeating Richard Gasquet of France in the men's final at the Sydney International tennis tournament on January 16, 2010. Baghdatis won 6-4, 7-6(2).

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It's been a long time between drinks.

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Doubles - Final
[1] D Nestor (CAN) / N Zimonjic (SRB) d R Hutchins (GBR) / J Kerr (AUS) 63 76(5)

Friday, December 11, 2009

Being Open about ‘Open’: Hate, Consciousness and ‘Film Noir’

[You are reading the first in a series on Andre Agassi's 'Open']


I’ve just begun reading ‘Open’. Agassi’s retelling of the strange mix of pain, anguish, emotion and euphoria he calls life.


A life largely shaped (if we are to believe the account) by his now infamous hatred of tennis.


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Hate is a strong word. At this point, only two chapters into the book, I find it difficult to understand how he could comprehensively hate something he does so well, and that has brought him the fame and success that undoubtedly changed his life forever. The rewards of which have enabled him to channel so much into his school for underprivileged children.


It’s not that I have trouble believing him, and I have encountered friends and colleagues before, who loathe the prospect of giving themselves over to a life in pursuit of something that to me, they seem cut out for.


It’s almost as if Agassi’s recollection of his fragile and inherently polarised relationship with the sport has become skewed. The greater picture lost in between the seams of subjectivity inherent to that stream of consciousness he draws upon – a literary device not without it’s flaws.


I decide I’m willing to suspend my doubt until after finishing the book.


I also decide not to unwittingly lapse into the stream of my own consciousness.


*Snaps out of it*



Having not historically been a huge fan of Sports Bios, I was reluctant to change anything on this occasion, not least because the reports of his use of Crystal Meth probably fuelled sales.


At this point I’m not sure what I’m going to do.


This is not a book review.


I don’t even promise the rigour of a Book Club.


But I will share the sections of the book I found most interesting, and make no apologies for the lack of attentiveness to structure and chronology.


And besides, I’m not much into the idea of doing an end of year wrap-up like in 2008. Maybe I’ll get back to that. Don’t hold your breath.


The book opens with a vivid account of Agassi awakening amidst a haze of pain in the foetal position on the floor of his hotel room. Gingerly finding his way to his feet and thence to the breakfast table – a process he describes as “negotiation”. A game he’s been playing with his body for some years now, bartering not with blue chips but with cortisone shots, slowly cajoling a body that’s already retired to emerge from it, if only for a moment.


Jaden and Jazz are reassured that if Daddy loses tonight, he retires (or present-tense “retire” as they like to put it), and they’ll get a doggy. “We might even name it Cortisone”.


I get the feeling that the book will be full of dry humour like this. Not necessarily a bad thing.


I’m naturally suspicious of works claiming to employ a “stream of consciousness”, mostly because it takes a particularly astute writer to pull it off.


The approach itself is also not without it’s critics, as it involves drawing upon an experience some would argue is both inherently flawed and somewhat misrepresented as a “stream” - using it for a sports bio then, might seem a uniquely risky proposition.


The amazing thing is, it translates rather well to what you might reasonably think of as being the sections it’s least suited to: actual tennis.


‘Open’ is refreshingly brave in it’s approach of not shying away from talking tennis, sometimes in painstaking ball-by-ball recounts. The Agassi-Baghdatis US Open encounter of 2006 is one such example early on in the book – one of his most gruelling matches when he was all but ready to hang his racquet up.


But it’s in the lead up to and in the aftermath of that match, that JR [Moehringer]really shines.


Marcos was number 8 in the world, "a kid just entering his prime”, who had made the finals of Oz and the semis at Wimbledon that same year.


Agassi recounts his motivational soliloquy in his second shower of the day (the one he uses for self coaching), reminding himself how amazing it is that a “quasi-cripple can compete at the US Open”.


The journey to Flushing and the various pre-match rituals of massages, racquet-restringing, and practice hits are all described at length.


Gil Reyes dresses like he’s going on “a blind date or for a mob hit”.


We’re not even spared the taping of Agassi’s feet just one hour before the match, a sticky ink like substance used to secure much of it that leaves his foot awash with colour: “My instep hasn’t been ink-free since Reagan was President”.


You do sometimes get the feeling that such curt one-liners aren’t always necessary to convey the intensity of the semi-permanent anguish that goes with both hating tennis and hating to lose; it won’t appeal to everyone and you might sometimes feel you’ve inadvertently strayed into a Raymond Chandler novel.


Stick with it though, and you’ll soon realise that for every “Film Noir” moment there’s one that conveys the unique vulnerability of a former big guy no longer in his prime, such as Agassi’s realisation that the “hot water bravery” (experienced during and after the self-pep-talks of his second shower) is not real bravery at all.


He still has to go out there and down Baghdatis.


Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Call that a TV schedule? LA Edition



What's with LA?

No seriously.

For one thing, it's the most charisma-laden tier-two field of psychotic ne'er-do-wells I've seen in a while.

And before your eyes have had a chance to adjust to the luminescence of the awesomeness,
they've started winning matches.

Safin, Gulbis, and Baghdatis have all posted impressive wins in the past 48 hours and I'm sure Haas will follow suit as he takes to court opposite wildcard homeboy Jesse Levine.

Noteworthy I think, as the guys they took out (Robby Ginepri, Lu Yen-Hsun and Frank Dancevic respectively) weren't the usual breed of also-rans, you make special time and take special care to ignore.

"Robby is playing really well," the mercurial Russian said. "He is a tough player and it was a well-played match from both of us. I was able to go up a break at the beginning of the second set and that helped me to turn the match around."

(Yahoo! Sports)


Robby, in case you didn't know it, won Indianapolis last week. That may or may not have had a bearing. But in any case, such well-constructed, genteel, debonair analysis from Mr Mercury is a bit like witnessing a rainstorm of frogs and fishes. Just as rare, and maybe a little freakier.

"Now what sort of a Safin post would this be without a pic of him losing his racquet?"
(Photo by Stephen Dunn/Getty Images)

Something in the air?

He might still be on a wave of feel-good comeliness after that reenactment of the 2000 US Open final with Sampras, the organisers thought they'd put on to tickle our senses. Safin came out on top in that one too. Frilly nonsense, but also a lot of fun.


"Pete took the loss with good humour, and took a moment to auction off some of those '14' shirts"
(Photo: AFP)

But what about Ernie's win over Lu? Remember Lu at the Olympics last year? One of only a few players able to hand Andy Murray a straight sets loss during a period that saw Murray rampaging through top ten players like they were ranked outside of the top fifty.

Is Ernie's win
also frilly nonsense, or a much anticipated start of something bigger and better? Dude's got a horde of fans worldwide relying on him, locked in a collective global seance aimed at jumpstarting his rise to the top. Don't disappoint'em Ernie.

And what of Baggy's win over Dancevic?

(Photo: Stephen Dunn/Getty Images)

'Baggy' as in Marcos' nickname; not Franks shorts.

That 'look' might have been at the root of Frank's problems. That's dire, that is. That's what comes of an unrestrained love affair with oversized shorts. Which are to gangly legs, what garlic-infused-belches are to witty conversation.

Not to mention the camera angle makes it looks a little like what's left, when Bjorn Borg throws up over Nadia Petrova's wardrobe.


But Dancevic is no slouch (as we all know); in fact, when he's not pratting about in skirts, I'd say he's rather talented. I had him earmarked for much success after first seeing him play in 2007. That it hasn't happened, in no way detracts from the importance of Baggy's win.

The last time I remember watching Marcos, he was being stretchered off court at the Ordina Open in Holland, his face contorted in pain. He's dropped to #146 in the rankings which is simply not on, whether you're a fan of his or not.


But more to the point Marcos, like Ernie and Marat, is that rare blend of charm and organically certified talent. With the US Open Series still in it's early stages, there's rich pickings to be had, and a chance to build up some confidence and much needed ranking points. It's "nice work if you can get it" - and with their gifts, I'd say they should almost certainly try.

Marat takes on Ernie next.

Families around the world have been issued with desensitising goggles, and have been advised to relocate their teenage daughters into one of many specially built bunkers resistant to the awesomeness radiating from LA. Worries persist however, that many may not make it in time and risk not surviving the climactic charisma overload.
 
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