Tag Archive | Korolev

Up North: Oh by the way, they won.

Just a short one for the sake of completeness.

Tennis is hardly fun when the top seeds crush their opponents like canned tomatoes. Or is it?

He had a tougher customer than his previous opponent, but the result was the same – Roger Federer dispatched Safin-clone Korolev in straight sets – 62 64 – to progress through to the quarterfinal. 

 

 

For the neurotic ones amongst you … err, us, the frazzling starts tonight as Feddy le teddy takes on Ernie Gulbis for a spot in the semifinals. It’s a match-up that many have looked forward to, as Gulbis has played everyone in the top 4 except for Poop.

In other matches, Davo had less trouble than expected with Roger’s brofriend Marco Chiudinelli, winning 6-3, 6-4. But Kolya revealed post-match that he didn’t have the best start to the year, having fallen ill during the offseason.

 

“I am surprised to have won the match in two sets,” Davydenko said. “I practised for only two weeks and then I fell sick. I was on medicine before coming here, so I am still struggling with my shots.”

 

Ngawwww.

Given that Davo is on Roger’s side of the draw, I’ll save the crocodile tears for after the quarterfinals, heh?

Like Fed and Davo, Rafa has also been in fine form this tournament, beating Potato 6-2, 6-2.

 

“I am happy with my form,” Nadal said. “This was confirmation that I am playing well.”

 

That’s nice. Highlights are nice too! Albeit a sad reminder that my youtube account is about as well-kept as my toad-infested backyard. 

 

Give’em the old frazzle dazzle.

xx doots

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“I’m your Venus… I’m your fire”

Excuse the Bananarama, and allow me to yell once and for all – “long live Goddess Venus”! As some of you may know, the Williamses were among my first loves in tennis, but over the years, things have faded a little between us. Right now though, I’m feeling an inexplicable surge for affection for Venus and Serena. There’s nothing like watching a beatdown by one of your favourite WTA players on a lazy Sunday afternoon. 

 

Never mind that she started the week looking very shaky on a new surface, in the semifinal and in the final against Pennetta, Venus was all groove and no funk. Now I know she’s not really known for her clay court prowess, and I certainly don’t want to jinx her this early in the season, but a non-grass slam – it’s gotta happen somewhere, right? And just look at her competitors. 

 

 

While we’re on this “Goddess” theme, Venus’s dress (appropriately named the “Goddess Dress”) which she has been wearing since Wimbledon last year, is finally ready for fashion retirement. Don’t get me wrong, I floved the dress in all its colour variations, but it’s been almost 8 months and 3 grand slams, I think that’s frankly too much wear for a single design. Bring on something new, please? 

 

In other news, Djokovic fans should all lighten up – their guy has taken the Dubai title in straight sets, playing the best tennis I’ve seen him play in a long, long time. That ought to give him plenty of confidence going into IW. But not before he faces the Clay Monster on clay for the Davis Cup. Oh yeth….

 

On the men’s side of things in the Mexican Open, Amalgro has taken out Monfils in the final. Didn’t watch the match, and frankly – didn’t care. As if the clay season isn’t long and dreaded enough as it is, we have to start getting “tasters” from late February. Urgh. 

 

In Delray Beach, Mardy Fish and Evgeny Korolev, better known to some as Anna Kournikova’s cousin, or simply to me as the-guy-on-the-other-side-of-the-net-during-this-point, are headed for a showdown in the finals. Having only seen Korolev play once, and that time being against Roger Federer, I know this guy only as one of the best ball-bashers on tour. Does he have what it takes against Mardy Fish, the game’s best answer to S&V? Me think not. But it should be a nice style contrast. 

 

For some off-court goss – all hail the weird Polish lady on youtube, who’s making me reconsider my choices in life, in particular my choice of career – the life of a professional stalker seems to be terribly exciting. But seriously, it’s so nice to have someone bring in news of how Sharapova’s doing with her rehabilitation, since her camp has been deathly silent on the matter, except for a few diplomatic “doodles” on her website. Weird Polish Lady, if you’re reading this, can you fly over to Dubai with your camera? 

 

Lastly, I’ve been working on my youtube account this week, reuploaded my MV, put up a peek at Baby Federer, the “baby’s bottom” half volley he did whilst trouncing Del Potro, and a compilation of his overheads counter-punch. Oh yeth…