For two consecutive days on Labor Day weekend, I will be at the US Open watching some good tennis. All day long! Or so I hope.
Will Serve and Volley triumph over Baselining? Will there be a replacement for Justine? Will Nadal finally smile, or be exposed for the android he is? What is hidden in the Williams' butts? Will we find out how Federer caught mono (yeah, hehe)? Will they let me in the court with a ticket that says the owner is Jacqueline B___? Will they kick me out for drooling at the women - players or otherwise? For this and more... look closely at the backhand corner of Louis Armstrong stadium, first row - and I will beam you my thoughts live from Flushing Meadows.
But seriously, it seems like a nice way to kill a weekend in New York while not overstaying my welcome with my friends. After all, they seem to be seeing me every few months now that I am only visiting New York, as opposed to never when I lived here, thanks to work and personal strife... er, I meant life.
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