Call me Bud C. That’s Bud the Curmudgeon. You can also call me grouchy, grumpy and cantankerous, too. That’s OK because it’s the way I feel when running up against the confusing, careless corruption of tennis language. What I have in mind is the game’s most precious and rarest accomplishment: the Grand Slam. It’s the quintessential quadrilateral, a gem so luminous and … [Read more...] about GRAND SLAM: THE CORRECT TERMINOLOGY
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IT’S THE 40th ANNIVERSARY OF THE ROCKET’S SECOND GRAND SLAM — AND NO MAN HAS SLAMMED SINCE THEN
“Laver’s lost the first two sets!” The cry ran through the Wimbledon press room like wildfire. But it was chilling to me. Wimbledon ’69 had barely begun, and the defending champion, “Rocket” Laver, was under siege, losing badly to an anonymous Indian in the second round on Court 4, a patch of grass hardly fit for the emperor. To the other reporters, it was the … [Read more...] about IT’S THE 40th ANNIVERSARY OF THE ROCKET’S SECOND GRAND SLAM — AND NO MAN HAS SLAMMED SINCE THEN
PU-LEEZE, LET’S GET “GRAND SLAM” CORRECT, AND GIVE THE ONLY SLAMMERS – LAVER, COURT, GRAF, BUDGE, CONNOLLY DUE RESPECT
MELBOURNE — Hail the Conquering Hero! (But please don’t keep on demeaning him.) I’m talking about that red-headed, left-handed spellbinding lad, Rodney George Laver, a refugee from a Queensland farm Well, he hasn’t fallen off a horse for some time, or wielded the sweetest racket this side of heaven. But he’s among us again to help salute the 40th anniversary of his most … [Read more...] about PU-LEEZE, LET’S GET “GRAND SLAM” CORRECT, AND GIVE THE ONLY SLAMMERS – LAVER, COURT, GRAF, BUDGE, CONNOLLY DUE RESPECT