Lindsay is an author, a filmmaker, a long-winded blogger, and a huge tennis fan.
Bernard Tomic is currently locked in a tight match with Daniel Brands. He is also wearing a hat.
At 1:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning in August of 2011, after winning an epic rain-delayed semifinal against John Isner at the Legg Mason Tennis Classic 6-4, 3-6, 7-6 (8-6), Gael Monfils was asked how he stayed focused on tennis during the hour-long rain-delay in the middle of the match. “To be honest I don’t […]
Fernando Verdasco just beat David Goffin 6-3, 3-6, 4-6, 6-3, 6-4 in the first round of the Australian Open. Phew! The match took three hours and twenty-two minutes. If there’s one thing for certain it’s that Fernando Verdasco is in shape. In fact, he has a much more muscular body than most tennis players. How did he get that way? Luckily for us he shares his training regimen on twitter.
So, John Isner has withdrawn from the Australian Open. This is incredibly sad because he is the top American, I am a fan of his, and it’s of course sad when anyone is too injured to do their job. But it also leaves me wondering what in the world is going on with him. So […]
So, I’m a little late getting started on the tennis season. Sorry. I was home for the holidays and family is distracting, then there was New Year’s Eve and I was drunk/hungover for a couple of days, then I was traveling and then I was sleeping. But now I’m back in my tiny New York apartment and in-between naps and meetings I’ve gotten somewhat caught up on the happenings. If you’re a bit slow like I am, here are 10 things you need to know:
I have pretty much spend the entire year reading (and writing) about tennis, and so as the year draws to an end I thought I’d pay homage to the writers and bloggers who have kept me entertained, emotional, and informed. I begin this look back with a countdown of my twenty favorite tennis articles from 2012, and then I feature 10 blogs that have been staples in my life this year.
Look, as most of you know my time as a tennis fan is primarily filled with angst. Though I appreciate them all, I’m not a member of the Federer, Nadal, Djokovic, or even Murray fan club. I tend to embrace the off-beat underdog, the hot-head underachiever, the scrappy veteran, or Agnieszka Radwanska. This means that the first week of Grand Slams for me are usually filled with heart-ache, tears, and multiple therapy sessions. My hopes typically lie with 250s, which means my angst never gets an off-week.
I was going to write about tennis today, but I just can’t.
I want to tell you a happy story about a girl named Dinara Safina.
She was born on April 27, 1986 in Moscow, Russia. Her mother was a tennis coach and her father was the director of a tennis club and her older brother Marat, six years her senior, played tennis too.