PARISâThis is the first morning in Paris that bright sun hasnât come blasting through my hotel window. Itâs cloudy today, and thereâs a rush-hour traffic jam on the highway nearby. Which reminds me that a trip to a Grand Slam is a trip out of reality, out of daily commuting and working headaches, and into a big, two-week-only playground. It's a status-based playground, as I wrote yesterday, but I guess everything has its price. At the moment, day to day life having nothing to do with tennis is sort of hard to imagine.
Showers ended play early on Wednesday, and a few matches will be resumed today. Below are some other odds and ends from yesterday, and a quick look at another crowded afternoon ahead. As you can see above, our recent Fan Club post on Nicolas Mahut has obviously inspired great things from the man. Now that he knows he has fans, who can say how far heâll go? Not too far, most likely: Mahut plays Federer next.
Speaking of the rain, it didnât suit Jo-Wilfried Tsonga yesterday. Tsonga, whose match with Cedric-Marcel Stebe was called after theyâd split sets, was grumpy. He didnât like the weather, he didnât like the commotion that the kids were making in the crowd on Lenglen, he didnât like the line judge that he ran into on one point. Grumpy Jo finally got his wishâto get out of thereâwhen rain start falling heavily. He and Stebe will be back out on Lenglen today. I would expect a happier Tsonga, but I would also expect a renewed fight from the hard-hitting Stebe. Heâs undersized, but his tenacity is impressive.
Each day at a major we get a âstate of the big threeâ press conference. Two days ago it was Rafaâs; yesterday we had them from Federer and Djokovic. In the press room, these are generally stop-whatever-youâre-doing events.
Both pressers were low-key, thoughâneither player had struggled all that mightily in their second-rounders. Djokovic admitted that he probably wonât play mixed doubles at the Olympics, and he said he was happy to see the return of Brian Baker, whom he remembered well as a talented, slightly older junior.
Federer said he didnât remember Baker, but that he likes his story and hopes to play him, to âsee how good he is.â Federer was also asked who he thought had the best return of the Top 3. He said, not surprisingly, that Djokovic is the best when heâs on, but he also mentioned how tough Nadalâs return can be, especially on clay. âHeâs molded his return game around his baseline game,â Federer said, and he can drive you back with heavy topspin right away. As for his own return, Federer left that to others to judge.
In other news, Federer also testified that the Queen of England is âvery sweet, very nice, very polite, of course,â and that âDaniel Nestor is incredible.â One of those things is more surprising than the other.
Tennis on TV is a game of faces, especially when you watch without sound. The constant close-ups of the players give us an unnatural one-way intimacy with themâitâs like seeing someone when theyâre alone, and they donât know thereâs a camera on them (or theyâre too excited to remember). The match yesterday between Marion Bartoli and Petra Martic, as I caught it on my TV monitor in the press room, was, if nothing else, a wonderfully stark contrast in close-ups. Bartoli, who was whirling and staring at her father after every point, was at her comical eye-making finestâshe gouges with those things. Martic, on the other hand, was the picture of serenity as she waited to return serve. Serenity won in three.
Yesterday spelled the end of Brian Baker, folk hero. For now, that is. You have to like the way Baker came back from two sets down against Frenchman Gilles Simon, in Paris. Baker said he wasnât overly tired in the fifth, but that he may have gotten tight after playing with nothing to lose for two setsâyou have nothing to lose, until you do. But, story and surgeries aside, isnât it great to have a new face suddenly dropped into the sport, with a fully formed game? That backhand will be worth watching, no matter what Bakerâs results are going forward.
You wouldnât think that the French Open would beat the U.S. Open to the punch when it came to finding a way to marry new technology with sponsorship opportunities, would you? That appears to be whatâs happened, though, in the case of of Roland Garrosâs smart-phone charging stands. If youâre running low, you take your device and plug it in at one. Does Flushing Meadows have these? I havenât seen them, but they're a popular feature here.
Lastest tennis generational divide: Those who made jokes about Adrian Ungurâs name by referencing The Hunger Games, and those who immediately thought of Felix Unger of Odd Couple fame. I'm sad to say that I fell into the latterâi.e., olderâcategory.
Latest running tennis-nerd joke: Calling a "Hindrance!" after something bad happens to you.
Latest tennis folk hero, now that Brian Baker has left us: Why not Eva Asderaki? Let her take charge, umpire every match, and rid the game of all noise-making once and for all.
Thursdayâs highlights:
National hero Virginie Razzano is last up in the Bullring today against Arantxa Rus. Weâll see if a home crowd can get her over the Inevitable Letdown Syndrome (ILS). Rus beat Kim Clijsters here last year.
Two tall boys, John Isner and Milos Raonic, play their second-rounders. Isner gets Chatrier, against Frenchman Paul-Henri Mathieu. Settle in.
Rafael Nadal, like Novak and Roger before him, is exiled to Lenglen today, to face Denis Istomin, while Andy Murray goes first in Chatrier.
For some reason, Caroline Wozniacki also gets Chatrier, against an Australian. Have the French forgotten that sheâs No. 9 now, not No. 1?
Side-court matches to watch: Marcos Baghdatis vs. Nicolas Almagro, on intimate Court 2; Tipsarevic and Chardy on the same court; Stakhovsky vs. old man Tommy Haas on Court 6
Bullring match to watch: Ferrer vs. My New Favorite Head Case (MNFHC), Benoit Paire
And finally, a match Iâm hoping to check out purely for enjoymentâs sake, the Battle of the One-Handers, Richard Gasquet vs. Grigor Dimitrov, on Lenglen. The best thing about that this one? Both guys canât lose it.
