Columnists News
The stats are piling up. Novak Djokovic defeated Andy Murray 6-2, 6-4 here in the final of the BNP Paribas Masters to claim his sixth ATP Masters 1000 title of the year and his tenth overall for 2015.
Sports Business Journal (Daniel Kaplan) reports that John Tobias an agent with Lagardère tennis division was fired while sitting in a bar?
Roger Federer felt that, maybe, he was a little over excited, having returned Andreas Seppi’s first three serves with clean hits. So the great Swiss told himself to calm down and proceeded to offer a packed stadium another master class in the second round of the BNP Paribas Masters...
It’s been a long trip and it showed. Jack Sock, looking a little fatigued and distracted, went out of the first round of the BNP Paribas Masters here 6-2, 6-3 to the experienced Serb, Victor Troicki.
Ok so perhaps you can forgive a little liberty with the quote but what a staggering day of tennis...
We wake up, the sun is actually shining as the haze is banished (for a day at least) and magic happened in the first of the last round robins!
It really was one of those days. Would the Czech leftie, in the white and purple, wielding a Wilson please step forward… oh… wait!
The good news is we are edging ever closer to a Singapore Sling. The bad news though was that the first of the ‘scenario’ notes started to circulate.
Is it Day 1, it could be Day 4 by this point. Who knows. All this chick knows is that I have one thing in common with the ambient atmosphere and jet-lag… and that is HAZE!
After the glitz and glamour of the draw ceremony, and some much needed rainfall to disperse the legendary (and not in a good way) haze, it was down to business at the Media All-Access sessions.
Did you hear the one about the player who thought she was in the WTA Finals, then was out, then was maybe in but now could be out? No, dear readers, do bear with me – Global Chick isn’t giving you the run-down of how to tell who is who in that great British game of cricket…
The courts are dark. Outside by the pool, a few well-boozed attendees flop out onto deck chairs to await the morning’s sunrise.
What if you had a dream… to come back from injury and become an athlete again, to beat the club champion, to win a national title? What type of event would propel you toward your goals?
A halo hovers over the desert, its golden glow raining down upon 250 amateur athletes whose definition of passion is evident in worn-out shoes, dirty racquet handles, and sweat-stained shirts.
Out of Africa. And onto the World Stage. Make that ‘stages’ for there have been few more multi-cultural, multi-talented, cross-bred careers than that enjoyed by Yannick Noah.
« Previous Page — Next Page »