Two things have my attention right now (tennis wise), which I intend to write about; any comments here for insight and other related thoughts on the matters, tennis, please, fire away (as long as we’re using words, literary arguments as our “fire,” we’re terribly brilliant and nurturing compared to the deaths and threats being made by terror in our scattered and shattered communities around the world. My God, this shit is fucking awful. “Oh, the humanity“).
- Who in the world is going to upset the tennis status quo (TSQ)? I remember reading recently, some crazed monologue somewhere, that Novak upset the status quo, recently. Wrong. The victimization of Nole in 2015 is about the greenest sentiment I can remember, broiled in naiveté. Who will we have new in 2016 to add challenge to the tour. This is getting old pretty quick; this explains any frustration I’ve had recently. Part of Federer’s run here is incredible, unprecedented and part of it is a sign we need some new apprentices to be indoctrinated by today’s sport legends, offering hands-on on-court tutelage. We need new blood. Lob your suggestions of 2016 aliens that will add intrigue to the Land of Nole. Del Potro? How are you doing? Senior, por favor: Vivir! There are signs of life with that Argentinian giant. Any other signs of life out there? Anyone?
- I’m drowning in Big Three histories and fantasies. I refuse to accept 100% that the current era usurps all tennis royalty and greatness. It’s celebrated enough, even by me. I totally understand living in the moment, but the game is much bigger than this 4-major-accumulation race, this H2H comedy. The marketing, the madness. Essays characterizing the past, more, we need. I’ll leave it at that.
I hope all is well.