Mornin'. I'm feeling on top things today because I'm posting this at 9:20 AM, giving you plenty of time to get warmed up chit-chatting about today's schedule, which begins with David Nalbandian and Rafael Nadal squaring off on Ashe. This could be an upset special; Nadal isn't a morning kind of guy.
Also, you may remember that Martin Amis once wrote a piece for the New Yorker, in which he became just the 5,678th pundit to put together the all-time greatest composite player, borrowing strokes and qualities from a entire pool of great players. Personally, I always found that exercise unappealing and in an odd way futile—kind of like those faux tournaments in which all the great players of the game are entered and somehow the finals always end up being Rod Laver vs. Pete Sampras.
Anyway. . .Reeves Wiedeman, a young guy who writes the Sporting Scene blog at the New Yorker, asked a bunch of us to repeat that drill. Why, not I figured, if for no other reason than to see what my esteemed colleagues would do with it. You can find the results here.
I'll be testing the wind out on Louis Armstrong today; it's time to see what kind of shot Juan Martin del Potro might have to win this thing.
-- Pete