by Pete Bodo Don't you all love the way Rafael Nadal returned to the business at hand last week at Monte Carlo, winning that Masters 1000 event for the fifth time? One of the things that most struck me about the effort takes us back to Miami, and the puzzling

PARIS—Look at him, toweling off during a brief respite between points late in the second set. His powder blue shirt sticks to the perspiration on his back, face buried in the towel, wet black hair hanging in tentacles. His shoulders are scrunched up, and he’s hunched over very nearly into

*Wimbles 2001 By Jackie Roe, TW Social Director How is the TWibe doing tonight? I've had yet another rough week, marked by deadlines, sleep deprivation, and not nearly enough tennis. Thanks to the 4th of July, though, my weekend started early (did everyone else in the States have the day

Novak Djokovic famously gave a fan his title-winning racquet at Roland Garros, but he's not against smashing one to smithereens, either.

A nine-year-old walks with his mother on a Sunday in London. Trekking to their destination, an enchanting wind whispers hello as butterflies border the blonde-haired boy. The pair arrive and find their seats. Two revered men cloaked in white emerge: one is bold and boisterous with bellowing brown curls, the

NEW YORK—The endings are what we recall, most of all the moments of triumph, elation, even redemption. But on this Tuesday evening, three first round US Open matches were simply a beginning. As six players sought to take small steps forward, they likely recalled the twists of fate that had

Left Off Five lefties were in action at two ATP events today, and by the time the red dust had settled, three were still standing. In Dusseldorf, Jiri Vesely defeated veteran Nikolay Davydenko, while Jurgen Melzer edged No. 4 seed Joao Sousa, 7-6 (6), 4-6, 6-4, to set up an

April is undeniably cruel to New Yorkers; cruel in the way that it dangles a better future in front of us—sunshine and 70 degrees, T-shirts and open windows—only to snatch it back with a blustery snarl and a lash of cold rain to the face. Pulling back the curtain in

WATCH—The fourth episode of The Ten: Seasons airs on Sunday at 8 p.m. EST:

Men's Draw | Men's Preview | Women's Draw | Women's Preview Scanning each of this year’s French Open draws from top to bottom, the same thought comes to mind first: The guard, despite being tugged and pulled in various directions over the years, refuses to change. The top two

NEW YORK—When the skies opened up over Arthur Ashe Stadium around 1 p.m. yesterday afternoon, someone in press room called out, “Okay, time to close the roof.” Alas, it will be some time before that becomes an option—three years from now, if all goes well. Until then, we’ll have to

[Ed. note: Things got so hectic at the end of Miami (Sony-Ericsson Open) a few months ago that I never did get a chance to post the story of how some of our Tribe members not only came up with that "Shhhh! Quiet, Genius at Work" banner that followed Roger

Each day during the U.S. Open, Peter Bodo will recap the previous day's events and look ahead to the upcoming day's play. We encourage you to discuss the action from Flushing Meadows in the comments section below. NEW YORK—Every Grand Slam tournament is a slumbering beast, and that’s particularly true

Hi everyone. my wife Lisa and I had a pretty rugged morning, meeting with city school officials on some issues having to do with our son Luke's developmental needs. That I would find myself at a conference table with my wife and five others - including the principal of Luke's

One of the better things about tennis is that most events give fans a chance to get very close to the action and the players at tournaments, including a blue-chip one like the Pacific Life Open. As nice as it is to be at a Grand Slam, where you get

Nestled between January's summer swing of tournaments in Australia, and March's Sunshine Double in the U.S., February can be overlooked in tennis. But not in 2021, with the Australian Open's temporary move to the second and shortest month of the calendar. Beyond that, February is Black History Month, and also

It's Rally time again. With no new serious fodder from the pros—that starts Monday—Kamakshi Tandon and I tackle the most eternal of all eternal tennis topics: the rules, and which of them must change, now.

Mornin', Tribe. I realized while taking that last, long, uphill walk up the Church Road in Wimbledon that I had neglected to sign off and say good-bye, but it's hello time again; I'm back at the word mill, with a fair amount of catching up to do. By the time

By Pete Bodo It was a fine day to visit my favorite court in all of tennis, the USTABJKNTC Grandstand. It's our American version of the Bullring court at the French Open, or one of the three ovals sunken into the promenade alongside Rod Laver Arena at the Australian Open,

Howdy. Had three great days at the farm, a lot of it spent climbing mountains of bluestone rubble in the quarry with Cowboy Luke, wrenching on the tractor, stuff like that. . . Then I rushed home to activate the Tennis Channel for Sunday’s fireworks from MissionHills and guess what