


Some times you just stumble across things that suck you in.
Case in point, I cruise by ESPN2 a second ago and see that a tennis match from the Australian Open that, by the box score at the time, I deduce had been going on forever. I get to catch the last live 30 minutes of a crazy affair and learn this:
- For some reason, the match began in Australia at 11:45 p.m.
- It lasted an incredible 4 hours and 45 minutes
- Yep, that puts the ending time at 4:30 a.m. (11:30 a.m our time - which is how I ended up watching it.)
- And it was great
- Edit: It was great because the volleys were so long. The players were so tired, it was kind of like watching a women's match - which is normally more enjoyable. For example, I just read in the DMN that Andy Roddick was ousted despite hitting 42 aces. 42 aces? That's tennis? That's boring. I've suggested for a long time that men go back to wooden rackets to make the game fun again.
It made me long for the day of McEnroe, Conners, and Borg.