I’ve taken over the desk formerly occupied by USA Today’s tennis reporter, Doug Robson. He’s going on to Miami early next week and wanted to get home to spend at least a few days with Sophie, his chocolate lab. She’s also his screensaver. It’s an eight-hour drive home for Doug, and I half-expected him to change his mind and stick around last night—a tennis tournament is a flame, and we are but moths. Doug went, though. It’s nice to see he has his priorities in order. I don’t know what it is about tennis and dog people; there sure are an awful lot of them in the game—we think of Lindsay and her rottweilers, Ivan Lendl (who actually bred German shepherds), Monica Seles, Martina Navratilova. Anybody got a theory?