Good grief!! I clearly applied a jinx to my favorite tennis players with yesterday’s post!

After watching Radwanska v. Cibulkova, it’s clear that my post applied a jinx, and now I’m desperately trying to figure out how to undo it ahead of Federer v. Nadal. I didn’t know my own power when I wrote my words of admiration of Radwanska. And apparently the minute I had to do all that chattering about her brilliance, it became necessary to make me look like a big ol’ lying liar and she was unable to play her game. My apologies, Radwanska! Your loss is on me. My bad!!

In that post, I also wrote about the genius of Federer. I was just kidding about all of that. I would like to now write about the genius of Nadal. He is unbeatable. Wait, this might apply some sort of anti-jinx to Nadal to circumvent my intentions.

I am a newbie to this jinx business when it comes to undoing the whole mess. I apply jinxes all the time unknowingly and am left with the horrendous aftermath. I just mutter to myself, “Good one, Stephanie. You giant fool!” And I go about my business a little more gingerly for a few days before I become a little less diligent and apply another jinx. It’s a process I repeat often. But I can’t do this to Fed.

OK, Fed. If you’re reading this, I did some research.  I think you need to knock on wood, throw salt over your shoulder and, apparently, spit. You can spit on Nadal if that’s your preference. Wait, scratch that. You wouldn’t do that, and I shouldn’t advise that. Nadal’s a good guy. It’s not his fault I did this. So, you know, just spit on the ground. Wait! Maybe don’t do all three of those things. Bad things and threes and all that. Hmmm, I just don’t have much expertise in this field. This whole thing would be better handled by an expert. There must be an expert somewhere. Do you have an expert in your entourage? Definitely ask that guy.

My two favorite tennis players had incredible wins! CELEBRATE!

I am a huge Federer fan and have been cheering for him since the very beginning of his career. It’s his style of play. I’ve always preferred the players with finesse. I’ll always choose to watch the player who can execute all variety of shots and craft any number of different types of plays as the point requires over a player who stands at the baseline and hits booming ground stroke after booming ground stroke. I like power, too. My favorite players have both. Obviously, Roger has power in his game. His serve, while certainly not the fastest, has enough speed to be a major weapon. His forehand is a thing of beauty. But his backhand is a weakness, and nobody will argue that point. Yet, he is a player who will load up the intangibles column because of his artistry. The racquet is like an extension of his arm. He just moves around the court like he was born to play. Watching him finally move to the net more like I’ve been begging him to via my TV for the past year or so has been a treat because he has magic hands and great instincts. It’s starting to pay off based on the Tsonga and Murray matches. Am I worried about Nadal? Obviously. I don’t think Fed can take him. It’s mental. I think Fed has a tendency to succumb to mental lapses in all of his matches. They can be brief, or they can last as long as a set. I think with Nadal he has the added mental issue where he believes that Nadal is better. I think Nadal has him beat mentally and the minute he can undo that knot, he can win. But, it’s awfully late in the game to work on the knot. But if he is able to jump ahead early AND AVOID A MENTAL LAPSE (that’s a big if), I think he can win if he plays more aggressively like he has been doing in the past few matches. I really like the influence that Edberg appears to already be having on his aggressiveness. Aside to Edberg: Please address the mental lapses. Those are killers.

My former favorite female tennis player, Justine Henin, played similarly to Roger. I miss Henin! But that’s ok because I have had a new favorite female player for a few years. And even though my favorite female player isn’t so much with the power, you don’t want to face her in a match when she’s at the top of her game because she will dismantle yours. Just ask Azarenka. I love Radwanska, and I will drop anything I’m doing to watch her play because she is mesmerizing. I watched so many of her points in the Azarenka match  giggling with happiness because she was the master of that tennis court and the player across the net. She’s such an artist, and she put on a clinic demonstrating how to construct points, games and a winning match against a top player. I think she’s got a great chance at this title if she can avoid that slump that happens so often after taking out a big player. Ivanovic broke my heart when she was unable to capitalize on her big win over Serena.

I’m so excited to see the rest of the tournament!!

Day of sloth! Day of sloth!

NOTE: US OPEN Spoilers Below

I love a good old fashioned sloth day. My definition reads: sit/lie around in PJs or loungewear with remote always within quick reach, if not in hand. Today’s viewing consisted mostly of US Open tennis, but I channel-surfed during commercial breaks. During the surf breaks, I watched a bit of both Sixteen Candles and Pretty in Pink in addition to other things, and I have some thoughts.

On Sixteen Candles – I didn’t have my own car in high school, and the times that I was unable to bum a ride from my more fortunate and awesome friends, I had to ride the bus. So while watching Sixteen Candles, I was forced to compare the characters on that bus with the characters I remember on mine. Unlike the movie version of a high school bus, the oddest person on my bus ride was undoubtedly me. In fact, I wish I had some characters like those in Sixteen Candles on my bus. I could have kicked back and enjoyed high school confident that I was all kinds of normal. Boys with jockstraps on their heads, the dude with the crazy eyebrow-twitching, the brass section in the back playing their instruments (no disrespect, my brother), of course, AMH all swaggering and completely oblivious, even the nerdy bus driver with his high-fiving ways and his sweatband. The people on my bus were disappointingly normal, albeit equally lacking in cool transport. With a character named Long Duk Dong highlighted in the movie, that Hughes didn’t portray a realistic view of high school bus riders isn’t really high on the list of complaints with this movie. Still, I thought I’d point it out.

On Pretty in Pink – OK, I was an Andrew McCarthy. Some girls were an Emilio. Some were a Judd Nelson. I was also a Rob Lowe despite the many reasons not to be, but that’s not really germane. Anyway, since I was an Andrew McCarthy, Pretty in Pink was right up my alley. UNTIL the prom scene. Well actually slightly before the prom scene. I have a theory. The movie muckity mucks liked McCarthy up until the scene where McCarthy is sitting on his bed in that godawful washed-out blue shirt which is when they hated him with the fire of a thousand suns. And they continued to hate him until shooting was finished. How else to explain the fact that he was crush-worthy up until that point and then turned into another character completely. If Jon Cryer is looking like the better candidate for the dance both in how he’s treating you and how he’s looking, something is up in whoville. Yo, McCarthy. Go back in time and just say no to that fugly bluish shirt and the white tux jacket. Those looks did you no favor, bro.

US Open, baby! Can you hear the music in the background? “It’s the most wonderful time of the year.” Just tweak the lyrics a bit…, I’m too lazy, and it’s been done for school supplies. That kind of takes the magic out of it. Anyway, the US Open is my favorite slam of the year. You’ll hear me wax poetic about Wimbledon, the French, and even the Australian, and they all have something special to offer. The US Open, however, is the best, if a bit bittersweet since I know I won’t have any more slam tennis to watch until January.

About del Potro’s loss to Hewitt last night…. I’m very sad to see del Potro out of the tournament. I really like Hewitt. I’ve always loved his grit and tenacity. He’s so much fun to watch out there. But del Potro. He’s one of my faves. (Yes, even though he beat my all-time favorite, Fed, in 2009.) So, as I was saying, I love del Potro (who in the world doesn’t?), and I think he has more left in his tank than Hewitt and that will translate into a coast for someone. So, I’m disappointed that he lost last night’s match because I think he would have given Djokovic some trouble whereas Hewitt will not.

That was a fantastic win for Riske over Kvitova. Watching Riske tear up during her interview with Mary Joe, I certainly didn’t tear up in response to all that genuine emotion. OK, I did, but I’m not made of stone. Don’t judge.

I wish McHale won over Ivanovic. Yes, I’m an Invanovic fan, but, come on, McHale is American and this is the US Open. I thought McHale had it, but it looked like she couldn’t sustain that level of play, and Ivanovic stopped making so many unforced errors.

I loved watching Cornet beating up on Azarenka during that first set. She had to play some amazing tennis to do so, but I really love her game and her fire. As far as Azarenka, I normally don’t think of her as being a great example of good sportsmanship. It could be because of that horrible noise she makes. I find her incredibly annoying to watch play unless I mute the TV, but I thought she handled the mess at the end of the second set beautifully. It had to be obvious that she was the victim of a very bad call. It was so far inside of the baseline that it was bound to be obvious from her side of the court. But she kept her calm and was able to prevail. Impressive.

I’ve never enjoyed watching Nadal play more. He’s playing flawlessly, and it’s hard to believe that clay’s his best surface after watching him play this hardcourt season.

Kohlschreiber broke my heart by beating Isner. I think Kohlschreiber is a fantastic player and always dangerous. And now he’s on my list. Isner has got to figure out a way to play and win matches that contain fewer than 5 sets. I know this was a 4 set match. And he lost. I’m just worried that he’s wearing himself out.