"I have a job because of this woman," Venus Williams said of Billie Jean King late last month. In coordination with an array of Philadelphia-based sports teams and female leaders in the space, King and Williams spoke from a stage about a range of topics on July 26.

As the Philadelphia Phillies moved—somehow, I’m still not sure how—closer to a World Series title last night, an unexpected thought popped into my head: What will I do if they win? Let’s face it, like all Philly sports fans, I was rusty. The last time I celebrated a team from

No, this column is not about Marat Safin in L.A. this weekend. Nor is it about the Olympics, which I am now suddenly excited about after viewing this slideshow of the Opening Ceremonies and photos over at Getty Images of Roger Federer, Rafael Nadal, and Fernando Gonzalez eating them up.

Tom was mad at me. I could tell by the way he was standing in my office doorway. He had positioned himself sideways, as if he couldn’t bear to look straight at me, and one of his legs was bouncing; it seemed like he could barely keep it under control.

The first in a sporadic series of articles about my sports town, Philadelphia. I tried to find a tennis connection, I really did. I'll be back Monday to talk Indy and Stanford. For now, check this clip out for a laugh (does Nadal say, "Sorry sir?") As you’ve likely heard,

Much of the appeal of sports is in the risk-free banter that surrounds it: the Monday morning moaning, the second-guessing, the speculating, the once-a-decade all-out go-flip-a-car-over celebration. This isn’t quite as true in tennis. The individual game doesn’t give its fans as many opportunities to play armchair QB as team

LeBron James was still on all fours at Oracle Arena, in a full celebratory sob, but Twitter had forgotten all about the classic Game 7 that had just been played between the Cleveland Cavaliers and the Golden State Warriors. The discussion had already moved on to something more pressing: Does

Slowly but surely, U.S. television is taking us deeper into the Grand Slams. Yes, the choices ESPN makes are frustrating to serious fans, but they do a more thorough job than NBC ever has in the past. This weekend marked another small step forward, as the Tennis Channel joined ESPN

This morning the narrow streets of my Brooklyn neighborhood were sunk beneath a foot of snow. Steps, stoops, sidewalks, even cars were invisible. When I was walking to work, very little of it had been plowed or shoveled, so the only way forward, if I didn’t want to be covered

The big surprise of this winter for me has been the return of college basketball to my sports-watching radar screen. Like a lot of people, I had loved the game once, in the golden age of Valvano, Jordan, and Villanova in the 1980s, as well as the darker years of

I've been wanting to write a travel post about my recent New Year's trip to Texas. This is my last chance, really, with the Aussie Open looming. So here's one last pre-tournament respite from tennis, for anyone interested. My men's preview is on the home page; feel free to comment