life (or tennis) goes on apace

supposed to be working. can't focus. big surprise there, oh well.

I've been listening to the live commentary on Wimbledon this past week or so, despite the tragic absence of my beloved Rafa. I've been getting more into women's tennis of late, actually, since my favorite girl is still around while my darling boy is home resting his knees in Mallorca. things that really piss me off: everyone, and I do mean everyone, calling out Dinara Safina as a bad number one for... what? gutting out wins despite the fact that she's playing what she herself would admit is bad tennis? having the humility to acknowledge that Venus and Serena Williams are much better favored than she is to win Wimbledon? she doesn't even like grass, and she's into the semifinals. I was listening to the post-match commentary ragging on the fact that she double-faulted 15 times in her last match, including three straight double faults at 40-love to hand deuce to Sabine Lisicki. you know what they didn't mention? with fifteen double faults and zero aces she managed to win. that game where she double-faulted her way from love to deuce? she won that too. she can play massively under her level and still win. other players have a bad day (including the Williams sisters, come on, how many matches did they win during the clay season) and get knocked out of the tournament. Safina has about five bad days and makes the semifinals. can we give the girl some credit here for having phenomenal potential if she ever manages to hold it together all the way through a final?

ugh, it makes me mad. Dina is so adorable. like a big lanky puppy. and I don't think she's ever had a presser where she didn't get asked a question about her brother. at some point I would totally snap, and she just goes with it: you can really see that she absolutely adores him, despite the fact that he's an even bigger headcase than she is, and it makes me want to give her an enormous hug.

other things that make me mad: people giving Roger Federer a free pass for total douchebaggery (he legit said he was glad his wife, who is nine months pregnant and still does all the supporting in their relationship, wasn't lying around going, "Oh, I'm pregnant, I can't do anything." YOU TRY BEING NINE MONTHS PREGNANT AND SHADOWING YOUR DIVA HUSBAND AROUND FOR A WHILE ASSHOLE. YOU DO NOT DESERVE THAT FABULOUS WOMAN), Momo and Sveta getting knocked out of doubles on Sveta's birthday (party in Marat's room afterwards!), people hating on Novak (INTO THE QUARTERS WHERE'S YOUR EARLY UPSET NOW HATERS?) and the fact that I am reluctantly gaining an appreciation for Andy Murray. I mean, his super-cute girlfriend! his adorable brother! his BAMF mom! plus I watched the BBC mini-documentary vidlet thing about his background and the Dunblane school shooting and I was sobbing my eyes out at like seven this morning. holy shit. I did not realize he had that in his life, jesus. I would have loved to see Stan Wawrinka pull it out last night (ok, I got back from lunch and saw that Mandy was down to Stan 4-0 and immediately thought, ok, brb, loling forever) but more for the lols than anything else, really: if Novak can't go all the way, I'm all right with Mandy doing it. just this once. not against Rafa, mind! but if Mandy wins Rafa keeps his No. 1, so. also Mandy says nice things about Rafa, like, all the time, and has an entertaining bitchfest going on with Fed in the media, and really all someone has to do to get on my good side is be nicer to Rafa than Fed is. EVERYBODY BETTER LOVE MY BB OK.

things that make me happy: Dina Safina's love affair with chocolate cake. she could not be cuter if she tried.

life (or tennis) goes on apace

supposed to be working. can't focus. big surprise there, oh well.

I've been listening to the live commentary on Wimbledon this past week or so, despite the tragic absence of my beloved Rafa. I've been getting more into women's tennis of late, actually, since my favorite girl is still around while my darling boy is home resting his knees in Mallorca. things that really piss me off: everyone, and I do mean everyone, calling out Dinara Safina as a bad number one for... what? gutting out wins despite the fact that she's playing what she herself would admit is bad tennis? having the humility to acknowledge that Venus and Serena Williams are much better favored than she is to win Wimbledon? she doesn't even like grass, and she's into the semifinals. I was listening to the post-match commentary ragging on the fact that she double-faulted 15 times in her last match, including three straight double faults at 40-love to hand deuce to Sabine Lisicki. you know what they didn't mention? with fifteen double faults and zero aces she managed to win. that game where she double-faulted her way from love to deuce? she won that too. she can play massively under her level and still win. other players have a bad day (including the Williams sisters, come on, how many matches did they win during the clay season) and get knocked out of the tournament. Safina has about five bad days and makes the semifinals. can we give the girl some credit here for having phenomenal potential if she ever manages to hold it together all the way through a final?

ugh, it makes me mad. Dina is so adorable. like a big lanky puppy. and I don't think she's ever had a presser where she didn't get asked a question about her brother. at some point I would totally snap, and she just goes with it: you can really see that she absolutely adores him, despite the fact that he's an even bigger headcase than she is, and it makes me want to give her an enormous hug.

other things that make me mad: people giving Roger Federer a free pass for total douchebaggery (he legit said he was glad his wife, who is nine months pregnant and still does all the supporting in their relationship, wasn't lying around going, "Oh, I'm pregnant, I can't do anything." YOU TRY BEING NINE MONTHS PREGNANT AND SHADOWING YOUR DIVA HUSBAND AROUND FOR A WHILE ASSHOLE. YOU DO NOT DESERVE THAT FABULOUS WOMAN), Momo and Sveta getting knocked out of doubles on Sveta's birthday (party in Marat's room afterwards!), people hating on Novak (INTO THE QUARTERS WHERE'S YOUR EARLY UPSET NOW HATERS?) and the fact that I am reluctantly gaining an appreciation for Andy Murray. I mean, his super-cute girlfriend! his adorable brother! his BAMF mom! plus I watched the BBC mini-documentary vidlet thing about his background and the Dunblane school shooting and I was sobbing my eyes out at like seven this morning. holy shit. I did not realize he had that in his life, jesus. I would have loved to see Stan Wawrinka pull it out last night (ok, I got back from lunch and saw that Mandy was down to Stan 4-0 and immediately thought, ok, brb, loling forever) but more for the lols than anything else, really: if Novak can't go all the way, I'm all right with Mandy doing it. just this once. not against Rafa, mind! but if Mandy wins Rafa keeps his No. 1, so. also Mandy says nice things about Rafa, like, all the time, and has an entertaining bitchfest going on with Fed in the media, and really all someone has to do to get on my good side is be nicer to Rafa than Fed is. EVERYBODY BETTER LOVE MY BB OK.

things that make me happy: Dina Safina's love affair with chocolate cake. she could not be cuter if she tried.