You know all is right with this world when your heart pounds in trepidation just thinking about what assault on my cornea Venus Williams might wear a grand slam. Needless to say, she didn’t disappoint – with a jumpsuit inspired by “Grecian influences” and my Nana’s best doona cover.
All the single ladies …
There is a certain limit to my love for tennis.
Outside the slams, the masters and premier tournaments, my interest (as many of yours too, no doubt) wanes dramatically. Challengers? Futures? Qualifiers? Err … what’s the difference? Who even plays those?
Oh relax. I’m kidding.
But perhaps it’s the tennistic dry season. Perhaps it’s the not-so-subtle way I flip open the free metro newspaper everyday to see a giant one page promotion of Tennis Australia’s December Showdown (“FREE ENTRY!”, it screams), or perhaps the silly season, the copious amounts of free time I have on my hands to indulge in silliness … regardless, I found myself hopping down to Melbourne Park for the morning to watch the Australian Open play-off for the wildest card of all time.
The tournament set up is a little confusing, although the prize was clear – a wildcard entry into the Australian Open. On the men’s side, a 32 men field form the usual singles knockout draw, while the women fight it out in Round Robins, drawn into green, magenta, yellow and blue groups.
The crowd, an eclectic mix of tennis parents, journalists, diehards, enthusiasts and those-in-need-of-a-tan, not to mention an amusing group of primary school kids on excursion, whose well-timed potty breaks provided some distraction when the play got dull.
Notable absences include 2007 Australian Open boys’ singles champion Brydan Klein, 2006 runner-up Nick Lindahl, and Dayne Kelly. While Lindahl’s temper and Klein’s racial slurs have been well documented, the bizarre twist in all of this seems to be that Nick Lindahl, who beat Tomic in last year’s play-off final, has suddenly decided to chase up his Swedish roots and defect to Sweden. As of yesterday, Bernard Tomic had also pulled out of the tournament, citing an undisclosed illness. Dude’s been off the radar since September this year, what’s going on there?
The tennis was … unremarkable and routine.
Being a challenger-tennis dummy, I naturally chose to stick to the main court (Court 8), where the players were recognisable and the shade was abundant. The downside to that was, of course, that we spent two hours watching Molik and Dokic gobble up their younger, much less experienced opposition with ease.
Molik put her recent losses on the Australian Pro Tour behind her and started proceedings with an easy victory over Queenslander Jade Hopper, 6-1 6-0. Overpowered and outserved, story of the match. What more did you want?
Jelena Dokic, of course.
Enter “Dokic Fanboy”: friend-of-a-friend who slid into my row 2 seats away from me.
On my other side, an elderly gentleman at alone, dressed formally in a dark suit and a hat. At times, he wore an expression so sombre, so stately, that I really fantasized about him being some sort of unrecognised Australian sporting great with heavy metalware in his cabinet.
Dokic Fanboy, on the other hand, was quite the opposite. “Ajde Jelena!” He yelled, as Dokic blasted away a short ball with interest, causing half the docile crowd to turn and stare at his emotional investment.
In a way, I can relate. I feel that way about Roger too, only in my case, I am never alone in my emotional investment. (In fact, I’m mostly out-psychoed by actual psychos whenever I attend Roger’s matches). Nor I am left with such a massive, gaping hole in my tennis-following calendar when my favourite player goes AWOL for 10 months of the season.
He tells me that Dokic has been working with a new coach, Glenn Schaap, remodelling her forehand and her serve, ‘because Jelena treats her second serves like a second chance at a first serve. Watch out for that.’
I did. And yes, her second serves still possess about as much subtlety as Wikileaks.
If the truism here is that “you’re only as good as your second serve”, Dokic’s second serve says a lot about the rest of her game: do-or-die, crimson-and-black, to the complete absence of grey. At times exhilarating, in equal measures frustrating. It’s the reason many love her. For those who don’t, I hazard a guess that she still tugs many heartstrings simply because of what she has been through in her career.
And miraculously, after everything, Dokic still can’t walk away. She is still out there on a fine December morning, clobbing away against a player 10 years her junior (def 62 62) for just one more shot after so many misses, one more chance at the Australian Open, at a glimpse of a career she could’ve had.
And there is still one die-hard fan sitting in the crowd, hanging onto every shot, taking the journey with her.
The most difficult thing about Monday posts is that you inevitably search for sense, for meaning, and coherency where there is none. Life doesn’t exactly fall neatly into themes, and tennis – if anything – is a microcosm of life. Some weeks produce a motley crew of winners and grinners, from veterans to youngsters, surprise finalists to players in good form.
But this week, bizarrely enough, belongs to the other end of the spectrum. It folds neatly into a single, consistent theme, running through the entire week, that is the theme of revival.
Much like the weather in Melbourne lately, both Sveta and Nalby have been through a rough winter, plagued by injuries, underperformance, questioned by the media and no doubt by themselves on a dark rainy day. For those two, the first signs of spring couldn’t have come at a better time. But as always with the first warm days of the year, you wonder if it was all an aberration. Will Mother Nature lapse back to her wintry ways? Or are we headed for gradual warmth from hereon? With Ferrer and Sharapova first up next week for our winners, the road ahead doesn’t get any easier.
And what of Jelena Dokic, whose career is more bleak than a Siberian blizzard? She won her third challenger title in 3 weeks, currently on a 15 match winning streak after taking out Virginie Razzano in Vancouver 6-1, 6-4. Good call dumping the boyfriend/coach duo then.
Other familiar faces popping up again in this week of tennistic revivals – Gilles Simon, Marcos Baghdatis. It’s difficult to string wins together when your body is the biggest variable in your game. Great to see all of them back in action, it’s almost like a high school reunion. Without the awkward judgements.
More importantly, is the man in hot pink taking note? More than anything, last week’s tennis has filled me with hope, that if Nalbandian, ranked 117 just 24 hours ago, can come back from hip surgery with a gutful of motivation and unrest; if Sveta can put her insecurities and self-chastisement aside to tough out a match against an opponent who’s far more in touch with her sense and sensibility, then surely, there’ll be warm signs of spring for Roger and Randy and Gonzo and Lleyton … and all those other players going through their own personal winters. Surely.
1. How much does Rafael Nadal want to win Monte Carlo? As much as Sue Sylvester wants non-Sneaky Gays, more than an obese person wants hot chips with chicken salt and North American Federer fans want their Federporn delivered on Thursdays.
Analogies, I’m terrible at them. He wants it bad is what I’m saying.
Two matches, 2 breadsticks, 2 bagels. They don’t come served steaming hot with Swiss cheese, but that’s not to say they’re not just as a good. As far as I’m concerned, they’re better that way.
2. 5 Spaniards in the final 8 in Monte Carlo. Someone once told me that Spanish players are white shirts to French players’ tie-dyes. Outside Nadal and – for mostly nostalgic reasons – JCF, not a lot of them catch my eye.
Well … at least not in any professional way.
Mentioning JCF, he served up some baked goods of his own on route to a 61 36 75 victory over Jo-Wills. The Mossie might be 16-1 on clay this year, but he comes up against an impossible roadblock next: Mr Bakery himself.
“I would love to play him in the semi-final or the final, but right now the draw is like this,” Ferrero told reporters.
“I have more experience. Maybe my serve and my backhand are a little bit better, and physically I’m stronger than in 2003,” he said, although he would not state he was a better player overall.
No, he would not and should not, having only won 2 of his last 8 meetings against Rafa. But he did hit us with this fabulous line.
“I know Rafa very well but we all know he is the number one public enemy on clay.”
Nice one. You’re gonna go down Juanqui, but you’re gonna go down swingin’.
Surprisingly, one Spaniard didn’t make it to the quarterfinals – Tommy Rob, who was dispatched in straight sets by a certain Daveed, 63 64.
Nalbandian smiling on a tennis court generally blows my mind.
Nalbandian smiling on a tennis court with what appears to be Roger Federer’s hair makes my brain combust into a gooey pile of ashes.
WHY MUST YOU DO THIS TO ME?
3. “Upset” of the day, Marin Cilic was booted out of the principality by Montanes 64 64, although I’m not sure how upsetting it really is when a big-serving Croatian loses out to a small and speedy Spaniard. An Australian Open burn-out and movement issues on clay in equal measures.
The upset of the tournament so far, however, goes to Mandy, who made the trip to Monte Carlo in vain, losing his first match to Kohlschreiber. As good as Kohlschreiber is, it has become clear by now that Mandy’s in a psychological funk. The Fed didn’t just defeat him to win the Australian Open crown, he broke him.
But the strange thing with Andy Murray is his incredible self-awareness. He’s always been one to know his own limitations. It’s solely up to Mandy now to unbreak himself out of this lethargy that has been clouding over his tennis since his tears in Melbourne.
Q. Could you compare the moment you are living now, this result, with another moment of your career?
ANDY MURRAY: Yeah, I’ve been – I mean – obviously the last two tournaments have been bad. You know, yeah, it’s been a long time since I lost a couple of matches like this.
But I think, you know, I have to make sure that, uhm, you know, I don’t panic. You know, everyone I think can go through periods where they don’t play well. You know, I’ve lost to good players. Obviously, the score line has not been very close in the last couple of matches.
I just need to start playing better. It’s probably been a couple of years. Last year, the whole year, I was very consistent. The years before that, I was a little bit inconsistent. But I need to try and find that again and find my consistency, then I’ll start to play well.
No reason to panic for Muzz fans – if he has any, I suspect a small part of him is living for the July-September stretch of the season already. Bizarrely enough, sometimes I feel that more so than perhaps even Federer, Andy Murray is the one player at a stage in his career where he cares only about majors.
Because he ran out of things to prove elsewhere a year ago.
4. Excuse the total lack of WTA coverage, usually women’s tennis interests me a lot more than men’s tennis during the clay season.
It’s been so far so good for the top seeds in Charleston, as Wozniacki (def Schnyder), Petrova (def Wozniak), Jankovic (def Rodina) and Zvonareva (Bondarenko) all progressed into the quarterfinals in straight sets. Peng Peng Shuai Shuai and Dani Hantuchova are also in their first clay quarterfinals of the year, as they wrapped up their wins over Vesnina and Angelique Kerber respectively in 3.
As I write this, Sam Stosur is up 3-0 in the final set, after taking the first set 6-1 but conceding the second 3-6 against Vera Dush.
Slam her, Sammy!
Over in Barcelona, Franny defeated local favourite CSN for a place in the semi, while Shvedova, Dulgheru and Vinci all came through their quarterfinals in straight sets in front of what seems like a total of 5 spectators.
Small revelation while I was streaming Barcelona yesterday – Roberta Vinci = vastly underrated player. Amongst her, Franny and Flavs, the Italians have one stylish Fed Cup team.
5. Time to file that restraining order Jelena, Daddy’s on parole.
The AP is reporting that the Serbian court has freed Damir Dokic on parole. Dokic was convicted of threatening to blow up the Australian ambassador and sentenced to 15 months in prison. That sentence was later reduced to 12 months. Dokic was released on Thursday.
1. Oh they’ve done it again.
After snubbing Rafa for the Sportsman of the Year in 2008, Laureus has picked Bolt over Fed for Sportsman of Year in 2009. If a career slam and a record-breaking No 15 in the face of adversities aren’t enough, then I don’t know what is.
Perhaps they’re just waiting for present Fed with a special category of his own – Greatest Laureus of All Time.
GLOAT. Has a nice ring to it, don’t cha think?
2. Congratulations, nonetheless, to tennis recipients Kim Clijsters (comeback) and Serena Williams (Sportswoman of the Year). As much as I love Serena, either Laureus defines “sportswoman” purely on results and not conduct, or … it’s a weak era. Or something.
3. Tennis Australia isn’t the only organisation plagued by internal politics. Just a week after Britain’s defeat at the hands of Lithuania, rumors of a change of captaincy are rampant. Both Henman and Rusedski have been mentioned in various media reports.
I may see this differently as an outsider, but taking on the captaincy of the British Davis Cup team is just asking for failure. There is only so much a captain can do when he has so little to work with. Why would anyone want to take a job with such high expectations and so little means of fulfilling them?
4. Indian Wells results:
Easy, breezy for Justine Henin, who was dominant against Magda Rybarikova. Pink has never looked more unpink.
Things were less rosy for Jelena Dokic, who managed to hold serve just once in her 60 63 loss to Vera Dushevina.
Her Aussie compatriot fared better, as Alicia Molik sailed through to the second round. It wasn’t Wozniacki v Wozniak. Or Pe’er v Peers, but feel sorry for the umpire at the Molik v Malek match.
And Kimiko Date Krumm continued to put her youthful genes to good work, blitzing Melinda Czink for a 62 62 victory.
5. I’ve probably just Simon-Reeded her, but with Serena Williams out of the way and Kim Clijsters perceptibly wobbly post-Australian Open, this Indian Wells seems to be Justine Henin’s title lose. But Henin has her sights set on more medium-term goals.
“Mentally I need tennis, I need to play. Emotionally I feel better much better than in past. Physically I feel better than in Australia and after Miami I get three weeks until Fed Cup before I go back on my favorite surface [clay].
“The goal is the French and Wimbledon, so I’m not going to play too many weeks in a row. I’m not clear about my schedule before the French. My priority is to be fresh.”
Sounds like someone we know?
6. An ‘eyewitness statement’ of Roger’s practice sesstion. (clickey) 100% squishability.
Roger’s father, Robbie, joined the practice about half an hour into it, while Roger was taking a water break. As his father was making his way to the court, Roger exclaimed: “That is me in 5 years!”
Hi Monkey! We missed you too.
It’s almost as if she never left.
All eyes were on Justine Henin as she began her comeback in Brissie today. Pat Rafter Arena, full-house, second seed Nadia Petrova. The stage was set for one helluva first round match and the girls did not disappoint.
All throughout the off-season, the Henin camp had been keeping expectations low for the Australian circuit of the tour coming up, but it is hard not to expect things when Justine defeats an in form Nads in straight sets to kick off her season.
Given that it was Nadia Petrova standing on the other side of the net, I expected some clothing malfunction and a whole lotta implosions. I got neither.
Petrova was surprisingly steady throughout the match, serving big, rallying solidly and charging forward when the opportunity presented itself. The two sets mirrored each other, with Justine and Nads going toe-to-toe until 5-all, when Justine broke and served out each set, 7-5 7-5.
What was surprising was how little rust Henin had. All the aspects of her game that endeared her to many were ever present – the signature backhand, the thoughtful shotmaking, the net play, the defence on the run, and the speed, not just from one end of the court to another, but the uncanny ability to stop and turn with agility…
Nadia Petrova agrees:
“It’s a different Henin. To me, it looks like she is playing better tennis than when she retired.
“She really plays a completely different style. She tries to be very aggressive and taking her opportunities straight away.
“Before it was always like long rallies and more like a claycourt player and now she’s becoming a really aggressive player.”
Henin claims that her new aggressive style will help with her longevity in the game.
“I tried to be a bit more aggressive but, physically, if I am going to play on the tour for a few years I need to be more aggressive,” she said.
“It’s only the beginning and I feel better today than I did when I retired that’s for sure, both emotionally and mentally.”
That’s not to say there was nothing lacking in her game. Henin came back from retirement with a higher ball toss and shorter forehand backswing. Part of the Career 2.0 package she’s been working on over the off-season that’s supposed to benefit her quest for Wimbledon and slam glory.
Serve-wise, 6 aces to 3 DFs, not at all shabby by WTA standards. Although the first serve percentage was atrocious for most of the match, she was winning 90% of the points on first serve. The jury’s still out on whether productivity for percentage is a fair trade in the case of Justine Henin.
But so far, so good. It was lovely to watch these ladies kick off their seasons with a lively, competitive match. Power, speed, and versatility. They gave us a bit of everything. With Serena, Clijsters and Henin already favoured by the bookies for the Australian Open, the last two years of the WTA merry-go-round starring Ivanovic, Safina and Jankovic seemed but a distant bad dream.
I didn’t realise it was 2005.
Mentioning bad dreams, earlier in the day, Ivanovic won her first match since Rogers Cup 09, defeating Jelena Dokic 75 16 63.
Compared to the match between Henin v Petrova match that followed, this match represented all the woes of women’s tennis – double faults, neurotic ball tosses, mental paroxysms, the inability to maintain leads or control momentum.
Dokic was the better player for most of the first and second set, but her refusal to hold back on the second serve costed her 11 double faults, and ultimately the crucial third set. Ivanovic should be pleased to have at least a win to start her year. I’m just not sure it was so much her doing as Dokic’s undoing.
And if there was one thing I hate as a tennis fan, it’s matches won or lost on errors rather than positive play.
It’s Day 1 folks, apart from drooling over Federer’s “beautiful lines” and his outfit, which turned out to be pleasantly stark against the colour of the court, there ain’t much to say. Or is there?
Firstly, the obligatory drooling session starts … now:
I will never get over his uncanny balance…
Or the aesthetic value of his movement…
Slobber slobber, slurp slurp…
End of drooling session.
Roger had a comfortable victory over American teen Devin Britton, 6-1, 6-3, 7-5, while becoming tennis’s new 50 million dollar man.
In other news, Dootsie has FINALLY been freed from the tyranny of credit card slavery. See Roger? We’re not so different after all.
Money aside, it was a pretty uneventful match. The only thing I learnt from that match is that Devin Britton and I are clearly meant to be best friends. He’s practically stealing words out of my mouth. Can you picture Dootsie saying this about RFed?
“He’s the best. [gush] No weakness. [blush] I mean, [demented] I didn’t know what to do. [shrilly] I was just trying to play my game and see what happens, [FAIL] but, you know, he was pretty controlling of the points. [sadistic] You know, he’s No. 1 in the world for a reason. [love-heart pupils]”
Admittedly, Britton was quite nervous during the match, claiming that Roger was even better than he looked on TV, ‘watching on TV I don’t think you can really tell exactly. I mean, he obviously looks unbelievable on TV, but playing against it was even more tough, you know. It was so scarey. I was pretty scared.’
Heh, I don’t even know what my reaction would be if Roger Federer was standing across the net from me.
Actually I do: I would be on my knees, begging for mercy.
In other results, Venus Williams was a hot mess against Vera Dushevina, overcoming the Russian 6-7, 7-5, 6-3. Venus was error-prone and bothered by her knee during the match, and had to get it strapped by a trainer.
Girl, you’re wearing PINK. Of course you’re going to have knee issues.
The Curse of the Pink Panther:
As always, Vee’s outfit looks better from the back than from the front.
Serena had a much easier time, rolling over Alexa Glatch 6-4 6-1 on her quest for title defence. With her first match under her belt, Serena took the time to talk about her recently released autobiography, where she opens up about her personal life, including the period when she was down in the dumps.
It’s hard to imagine someone so vivacious, fierce and bubbly going through such a tough time in her life.
Serena admitted that it ‘wasn’t easy‘ writing openly about going through therapy, ‘however you get there, whatever way you take to get there is very interesting. That’s one of the routes I take, because I didn’t know where else to go. I felt I didn’t have anywhere else to turn.
Obviously I did, because I did have my family. And looking back on that, I realized that I could have done things different. But, you know, whatever it took to get there, I thought was just to get me motivated. I think ultimately my trip to Africa helped out, as well.’
Pretty sombre stuff from a girl who writes her name in pink. Now I’m tempted to buy her book… sneaky!
Allow me a sigh of relief as James Blake won his R1 match against Hidalgo in straight set, 6-1 6-4 7-5.
After a season plagued with injuries, I have camped myself firmly among the Blake Well-wishers. Dude’s had a knee injury, rolled ankle, and broken toe just this season, which has adversely affected his schedule and training. Give him a break, Tennis Gods. Don’t be such bitches.
Another sigh of relief as Youzhny did the US of A a public service by eliminating PHM from the draw – he spared us all from the assault-on-retinas that is this Adidas giraffe shirt.
Of my Aussie compatriots, Slammin’ Sammy came through a close one against Ai Sugi. While Hewitt stayed on course in his bid to upset Federer in R3. FRAZZLE.
Less fortunate was Jelena Dokic, who is now fighting to save her nightmarish career from total oblivion.
Since her Australian Open run, Dokic has suffered a back injury at Roland Garros, before becoming bed-ridden for two months with my worst enemy – mono. But the girl is still trying to sound upbeat about it all, “I think it counts how many times you get up. Not how many times you fall down. So hopefully I can try to do it one more time and hopefully I won’t have to do it again.”
Jelena will be flying to Italy next week to contest a minor tournament. With a bit of luck, she’ll get herself back in shape physically and avoid sliding out of the top 100. But this is Jelena Dokic we’re talking about, luck is the antithesis of her existence.
As for her future, “The toughest thing is staying positive mentally,’ said Jelena,’hopefully I’ll be healthy the whole of next year’.
For most people, that’s not too much to ask for.
The theme for Australian tennis this year: comebacks.
And the latest to join the comeback trail is Alicia Molik, who will be making her singles comeback at a small $US25,000 Pro Circuit event in Darwin next month, almost a year since her retirement.
‘‘She’s hoping to [play in Darwin], that’s the plan,’’ her agent, Alice Estcourt of Octagon, confirmed yesterday. ‘‘But she’s just playing it by ear, seeing how she goes, how she’s feeling and will then go from there.’’
Source: the Age
Molik, who is 28 this year, hasn’t played since the Beijing Olympics. She is hoping first to play some doubles on the American hardcourt circuit, and take it from there on.
Alicia isn’t the only Australian making a comeback:
Jelena Dokic has resumed practising in Florida as she recovers from mononucleosis that went undiagnosed from May to July this year. She is planning to return at the tournament in New Haven, the week before the start of the US Open.
Sam Stosur, who has successfully managed her comeback from lyme disease is into the last 16 once again at the LA Women’s Tennis Championships. And you gotta be impressed with the scores: 6-1 6-2 over Monica Nicolsecu, and 6- 2 6-4 over Maria Kirilenko. Not the toughest of opponents, but she’s winning all the matches that she’s supposed to win with ease, which is saying something on the WTA tour at the moment.
Stosur plays Ivanovic next round: time for revenge.
Over in Washington, Lleyton Hewitt’s comeback from hip surgery is still in motion as he took down 15th seed Dudi Sela in 3 sets to reach the third round. Good news for Lleyton Hewitt: he is defending nothing for the rest of the year, so the only way to go is up.
Well well well. Isn’t this nice? Everyone loves a good comeback story, and we sure have a lot going on in that department.
What an embarrassment:
AUSSIE tennis bad boy Brydan Klein will undergo a racial sensitivity course after accepting a six-month ban from the ATP for a racial slur.
Klein, a former junior Australian Open champion, was slapped with the hefty suspension and fined $US10,000 for calling South African Raven Klaasen a “f—ing kaffir” during a qualifying match in England on June 13.
The 19-year-old West Australian has been suspended from the ATP World Tour and Challenger events for six months, although two months of that will be served in probation should he successfully complete the racial sensitivity course.
“I sincerely regret my error in judgment in using the language I did and I am deeply sorry for the offence caused,” Klein said in a statement.
“I am accepting of the ATP’s ruling and am now looking to put the whole incident behind me.
“I will undergo a racial sensitivity course and am determined to learn from this mistake.
“I plan to do everything I can to grow as a person and later as a tennis player by improving myself both off and on the court over the next four months.
“My aim is now to return to tournament play at the end of 2009 and focus on a strong Australian summer on the court.”
Source: Herald Sun
And when will the Tennis Gods smile on Jelena Dokic? Hasn’t the poor girl had her share of bad luck (and bad parents)? Crush her spirits why don’t you?
A mystery ailment that has plagued Jelena Dokic since the end of the French Open has been diagnosed as mononucleosis.
The Australian had blood tests after her Wimbledon loss and the results came back earlier this week. Doctors have told her to do nothing but rest for at least a fortnight.
“I am disappointed to have to pull out of a couple of events but I am also relieved to finally know what was wrong,” Dokic said today.
“It has been so frustrating since the French. My natural work ethic is to get on court and train hard with intensity. I just haven’t been able to do that, and until now, I didn’t know why.
“This only makes me more determined to get everything right and work even harder as soon as I can get back on court, which will hopefully be in time for a good solid hard court lead up to the US Open,” she said.
Source: Tennis Australia
Mono strikes again! Fed, Ancic, Rendy Lu and now Dokic?
Peeps, when Mario hands you a bottle of water, best to decline politely.
Little Olivia Rogowska went out in a close one to Kateryna Bondarenko 26 75 75. Didn’t watch the match, but you can read about it here – clickey.
The more sensational news was of course Jelena Dokic’s retirement against Dementieva. Does Dokic only reserve her best tennis for the slams these days? Because since the Australian Open, she’s been quite mediocre, struggling against lower ranked players, not doing a whole lot with the momentum she got during the Australian Open. But she certainly upped her game yesterday against Dementieva, taking the first set 62 in an eyeblink, very unfortunate that the back injury came in just when the second set was about to get interesting. And damn it, crying girls are so infectious. *runs off sobbing*
I hope this doesn’t affect her comeback in any serious way, frankly I don’t think the girl can take any more blows to her tennis career. No news yet on the precise nature of the injury, I believe Dokic is getting it checked out today.
“I went for a serve or a return and just went down and couldn’t come back up,” she said. “I don’t know what it is yet. But it’s very painful and I just hope it’s not too serious.”
In other news, two other Aussies – Jamila Groth and Sam Stosur – are through to the third round. Sam defeated Wickmayer 63 46 64 for an opportunity to finish off what Jelena Dokic had started – Elena Dementieva, while Jamila Groth is in her first ever R32 against Jelena Jankovic after taking down Mariana Duque Marino 62 76(9).
Uh-oh. All the best for the pair of them.