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If you’re looking for Oz, The Tanderrum Bridge is far a better path than the yellow brick road. One of this year’s tournament’s technological innovations is the Umpire chair, which now requires a seatbelt and lifts the umpire ten feet into the air at the push of a button.
Lauren Davis and Simona Halep have the kind of hearts Andrea Bocelli sings about. When the Rod Laver Arena crowd goes off, it sounds like a Bose Speaker.
Ken Rosewall writes notes annually to Roger Federer. That's really great. Or is it? Look deeper. The "suits" that run these tourneys.. yes, Craig Tiley you too... Tourney Directors seem obtuse to all of your living legends.
Melbourne’s Yarra River flows slow and brown. At its bottom, one sees rusting bicycles from which drunken Aussies have leapt or fallen, a smattering of beer cans which were the former phrase’s root cause, and a slew of slain tennis balls likely batted from the frame of a mid-practice Nick Kyrgios.
Click here to see our latest postcard from our great tennis friend Sven Groeneveld.
In 2008, I was sitting at the BNP Paribas in Indian Wells and the gentleman beside me whispered something about statistics. For the past two decades, he’d worked for several national governments, performing economic modeling and then spitting out enough data to give their budgetary bean counters the shrieking fantods.
As truth teller, tournament director, world champion and respected tennis voice, Eugene L. Scott served many roles and had a staggering impact on Open Era tennis.
Writing an obituary is never easy. It's Hardest when you know the person. Harder if you knew them well. Harder if you knew them a long time...
They both said it. “This has been a week I will never forget.” Nor should they because, at the Rolex Paris Masters, Jack Sock and Filip Krajinovic lifted themselves to higher levels of achievement than either had ever experienced before.
It was all set up for two Americans to make Paris their own by reaching the final of the year’s last ATP Masters 100 event. It never happened.
The day did not start well for the Rolex Paris Masters. As soon as it was announced that Rafa Nadal was calling a press conference at 1.00 pm we knew what he was going say.
Outside, the falling autumn leaves might give voice to a song but inside the vast stadium on the banks of the Seine, Rafa Nadal was calling the tune.
It is the final evening of the Congress. With the crowd now dressed for the closing banquet, blister tape peeks out from high heels and suntanned faces now light up the room.
After an impassioned speech by Ollie Stephens, on Thursday evening, creator PJ Simmons banged the gavel and launched the 2017 US Tennis Congress. When the sun rose the following morning, two-hundred fifty participants began a four day journey into tennis’ hinterlands.
Across the prairie they rumble, Nike-covered feet trampling the dusty earth to converge upon the El Conquistador Resort in the arid Arizona desert.
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