TGIF.

May 28th, 2010 • allez bitch is back, maria shutupova

Hello, weekend. I love you, weekend.

Tomorrow’s order of play has potential. Potential being the magical word — means that it can be awesome, but since today the Tennis Gods blessed me, tomorrow they’ll probably kick my ass. Like stealing a child’s candy. The candy being fun tennis and the child being, obviously, me. Let’s take a look, shall we?

The day on Chatrier starts with Serena versus Pavs. It will probably be an easy win for Serena but I’m sure lots of people will have a great time watching how well Pavs hits the ball. SPOILER: She hits it quite well. (Serena ain’t that bad either.)

After that, we have the continuation of the drrrrrama. Rezai and Petrova stopped play tonight at 7 all on the third for lack of light. Both players had to save match points. Bring. It. Or, like the French would nicely put it: BOOOOOOOOO.

Two zzzz-wothy matches after that one: Nole-Hanescu and Rafa-Hewitt (if their last year’s encounter here is anything to go by, at least).

And then, DUN DUN DUN, what will probably be low-quality tennis but, boy, do we want that low-quality tennis: Henin-Sharapova. Henin recently said that her embarrassing defeat to Masha in the AO final in 2008 felt like ages ago. Masha‘s response? ‘Actually, it feels like it was yesterday’. In the same interview, she was critical of the players that celebrate and scream after every point won, even when it was caused by the opponent’s error. Sounds like someone? (Besides herself. And Ana.)  MY SPORT, U GUISE: I love it so.

We also have some other matches on the lesser courts but the only one I’m sort of interested in is Wicky-Hantuchova. I imagine it will go the Slovakian’s way, Wicky is still recuperating from her elbow injury. And, in case you’re wondering how her elbow is doing, she is tired but Wicky is applying ice.

I’m excited. I’ll get popcorn, ice cream and swear at the TV. Be sure to check ze twitter for some live spamming coverage.

P.S. The ATP matches are boring to me, the WTA ones are AWESOME. I’m a box full of surprises, ain’t I.

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