I was watching a stunning 2012 London Olympic match this morning between Andy Murray and Novak Djokovic, with commentary by the great grand slam champion John McEnroe. McEnroe, in his usual inimitable style remarked that he thought it incredible that the upcoming Rogers Cup competition in Toronto, Canada, carried more points in the world tour for both men and women than playing at the Olympics did. McEnroe went further, suggesting that every four years, the Olympic tennis competition should be treated as a fifth grand slam and that the winners should receive points similar to any other of the regular four majors.
Tom Chivers, the assistant comments editor of the U.K. Telegraph newspaper, believes that tennis should be dropped from the Olympics altogether. Why? Because, Chivers says, "No one wants to see bored superstars competing in the Olympics as an afterthought. Being an Olympic gold medal winner should, really, be the crowning glory of a sportsperson's career." He is totally right in his assessment but equally wrong in his solution. Having the professional associations, the ATP and WTA, wake up and give the Olympic Games the respect they deserve is the answer. Give the Olympics Grand Slam status each year held and you will get the appropriate reaction from the players and the fans. Time for the latte drinking jet-setters in charge of world tennis to pull their fingers out and get real, and listen to SuperBrat.
Sports is my passion! I can't remember not playing, coaching, refereeing or watching an event that didn't lift my spirits. Sports has taught me so many life lessons, more often than not, from losing. So here are my two cents from out in left field.
Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tennis. Show all posts
Friday, August 3, 2012
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
The Wonder That Tennis Forgot
Ten years ago, Brian Baker was one of the best junior tennis players in the world. But then Baker's body disobeyed him.
Maybe "abandoned" is a better word. First Baker hurt his wrist, and
missed 10 weeks. Then, in a qualifying match at Wimbledon versus
Djokovic, Baker tore his MCL. This actually wasn't so bad. Baker
rehabbed his knee and resumed playing, but began feeling pain in his
left hip. Hip surgery followed. Then, surgery for a sports hernia. All
the while Baker's elbow was nagging at him, especially on his serve.
That led to Tommy John surgery on his elbow. Then more hip
surgery—another procedure for the left hip, and the right hip as well.
It was a spectacular run of medical intervention. Baker won a Grand Slam
in the OR.
At this point Baker was 23. Recovery from these latest surgeries was going to take a while. He enrolled in college, back home in Nashville, at Belmont University, the geezer freshman in class. He worked as an assistant coach with the school's tennis team, keeping a foot dangled in the game. He wasn't totally out of tennis, but he wasn't totally in it, either. Meanwhile, players he once handled were ascending to the top of the sport. Baker said he doesn't "like to play the guessing game too much," but he couldn't help but notice.
"You do think about it, especially for the first couple of years," Baker said. He is 27 years old now. He was sitting at a table not far from the tennis courts at Saddlebrook Resort outside Tampa. He looked tan and fit. "You see all these guys having success. Could that have been me?"
For the complete article by Jason Gay in the Wall Street Journal, please click here.
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
The Dynamically Unlikely Duo
It warms the heart when individuals decide to put decades of cultural and religious prejudice behind them and atke a stand. A stand that tells the world that hatred is a learned behaviour and completely unnecessary in intelligent and thoughtful people. While they are playing one to the great doubles teams ever in Bob and Mike Bryan, I am going for the underdogs in Bopanna and Qureshi; maybe because their teaming is an idea whose time has truly come.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Transformers: Spain becomes a Tennis Powerhouse
The emergence and dominance of the Spanish men in world tennis recently has been nothing short of breathtaking and exhilarating. Sure they have had No. 1's before; Juan Carlos Ferrero and Carlos Moya come to mind, but up until now the best from Spain came singly. However, not only do the Spanish boast the World No. 1 in Rafael Nadal, no fewer than six Spaniards are in the quarterfinals of the U.S. Open. Previously they had only two champions in the United States, Manuel Orantes in 1975 and Manuel Santana in 1965. How things have changed!My memory watching Spanish tennis players over the years confined to clay-court supremos happily sliding (and winning) at Roland Garros, white shoes covered in red mud. Besides the number of good Spanish players, the greatest change is that Spaniards now win on all surfaces. No better example of this is Nadal who, if he wins at the U.S. Open, will have all four majors under his belt. However the Open pans out, Spain has not only established itself as the great world power in tennis, but the quality and style of their play is just fantastic to watch.
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