September 3, 2011 Leave a comment
I did it once, I did it twice. I’m doing it… is ‘thrice’ a valid word in English?
Featured match of the day, the famous cannot-miss, the one that will make sure your money invested is worth. Tomorrow, this match is the second on the Arthur Ashe stadium, after Nalbandián – old and fat – and Nadal – meh, no big deal, he’s let Djokovic inside his head and ever since declined – finish the supporting act.
For the fifth time they will meet – and the local has the edge, 3-1. In the rankings, they are both situated way lower than they should and separated by 60 spots: the American is currently ranked #21 and Le French currently sits at #81, having just returned to the top-100 this week.
And why this clash is just so special? Well. ONE: They haven’t played each other since 2008, when Roddick mounted a comeback to beat Jules in the Round of 16 of Miami; TWO: Jules is en fuego, or as you would say in French. He qualified and reached the finals at the inaugural Winston-Salem open, but intentionally tanked the final, in order to let John Isner enjoy some glory at home. This week, the Wildcard Benneteau got rid of Almagro’s top-10 ass and Istomin to reach the third round – therefore adding forty-five more points to his. THREE: Andrew S. Roddick is, well, playing at home. And he is always entertaining – whereas he might be smashing racquets and/or arguing line calls for it. He might stall double-digit aces, and even so tickle his opponent with his backhand or groundstrokes in general hit from the first row of the stands.
FOUR AND FINAL REASON WHY THIS IS THE BEST MATCH ONE COULD DREAM OF: They are both MYTHICAL players. I mean, WHICH tennis fan has never heard the fortunes that involve the glorious past of Andrew S. Roddick and Julien F. Benneteau? For those who are not familiar to Julesses (pronounce it as if there was an apostrophe there) glories, I link here a post I, as the president of the first Julien Benneteau Fan Club, wrote. Here, here, grasshoppers. Fulfill your curiosity. And Roddick, well, he is a living legend. I have also wrote a tribute for him – and many many other posts.
So, if you want to witness the ultimate clash – an early final for the last Grand Slam of the season, doubtless – between two contrasting styles: A.S.R.’s big serve-outpace-him style that is a trademark of the Open Era and J.F.B.’s all-around, baseline-hitting, first implemented by the pre-1968 Frenchmen who liked to play tennis wearing tail-coat, well, then, meine Damen und Herren, you must tune in to the Arthur Ashe, not before 1:30 PM and hold on to your hats, because a hurricane is due to strike.
#earthwillshake #monsterclash #comeonandy #allezjules
PS: This post is loaded, I mean LOADED with sarcasm. I shouldn’t have to say this, but given some recent happenings, I feel like it’s better.