NEW YORK – Lunging desperately at the little yellow ball they were eyeball-to-eyeball at the net for their last swings of the day. The witnesses, about 15,000 of them in Arthur Ashe Stadium , were screaming, urging — most of them in the corner of the young Californian, Sam Querrey. Make the shot and hang into this fifth set melodrama on the blue pavement – or go home, … [Read more...] about LAST YANK GETS YANKED BEFORE QUARTERS
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NOTHING ROTTEN IN THE STATE OF DENMARK!
NEW YORK – Through one of his characters, Marcellus, a scribbler named Shakespeare said there was “something rotten in the state of Denmark.” But if the Bard had been among 20,000-or-so ticket-holders at an open-air theatre called Arthur Ashe Stadium yesterday, he might have reconsidered that line from his ancient soap, “Hamlet.” He would have gazed down at a battleground … [Read more...] about NOTHING ROTTEN IN THE STATE OF DENMARK!
“LA LIONESSA” IS EATING HER WAY THROUGH THE DRAW
NEW YORK – A lioness is on the loose at a local public park called the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center. Stay out of the way. Four women didn’t, and the lioness, who speaks Italian, and deals Baroque spin, dined on them and is prowling the quarter-finals of the US Open. Called “La Lionessa” by compatriots for her quickness to pounce and competitive ferociousness, … [Read more...] about “LA LIONESSA” IS EATING HER WAY THROUGH THE DRAW
THE NEW KID IS BURIED IN BAGELS
NEW YORK – Heavy winds coursed across the abyss called Ashe Stadium, but they didn’t blow Beatrice Capra away. That job was left to Maria Sharapova, and she went at it devastatingly. A blonde gale wrapped in an aqua gown, screaming like a cyclone, she was miserly Maria, unwilling to part with a single game as she whooshed into the second week of the US Open, chasing the … [Read more...] about THE NEW KID IS BURIED IN BAGELS
EARL FLOPS, TOURNAMENT MOVES ON
NEW YORK – Waiting for Earl… Thousands decided to wait for Earl the Hurricane at the tennis parlor in Flushing Meadows. They packed umbrellas, raincoats, hip boots, transistors, emergency rations, perhaps collapsible row boats and kerosene lanterns. Peering at the rumpled gray sky and the US Open’s blue tennis courts, the tennis nuts were ready for anything. They … [Read more...] about EARL FLOPS, TOURNAMENT MOVES ON