The tennis channel is really on their game, broadcasting zero matches from Romania, Bali, and China. Instead I get to watch beach tennis, and some broad do “tennis yoga”. I sent the tennis channel a video of me masturbating with a tennis racquet in the background, so keep an eye out for that; they’re sure to air it as it has all the elments of their other shows, namely tennis racquets, but no tennis being played. But on to the meat!
Although Davenport has a storied past with paying off Sri Lanken Chair Umpires (I mean, how many Sri Lanken Chair Umpires/Davenport jokes are there out there? I have 3 ready at all times.) there is no proof that she did so in this match. Davenport shat on Jankovic and played “Down by the River” using Jankovic’s ribs as a glockenspiel, all cartoon style, 6-4, 2-6, 6-2. Apparently Jankovic will join the ranks of women who turn me on by smashing their tennis racquets during a match, as she did so against Davenport in a match that had her crying about calls all day long. Of course none of this can be confirmed as there is no fucking coverage of the China Open! Thank Monfils/GOD that Barry Wood exists, and that he doesn’t work for TTC. Davenport kinda proved me wrong, but just as a win doesn’t count for squat in the China Open, neither does my prediction.
In Bucharest Monfils keeps rolling through bitches like some sort of steam roller made for rolling through…bitches, beating Marc Gicquel 7-6, 7-5. I really would have liked to see that match tennis channel. If anybody is reading this bletus from Bucharest and taped the match, could you please transfer that Romanian style VHS tape/stone tablet to something I could view here in the states, transcribe the commentators comments(?) to english, and send me the tape? For free.
Monfils and Davenport both move on to the semi’s.
Quickly, I read that Federer will play Sampras for some idiotic reason. Let me be the first to say that nothing good can come of this, except money for people who already wipe their dog’s asses with money. It’s like when I got in a fight with that geriatric broad back in the day. It was a hard fought fight (?) don’t get me wrong. But when I laid down that final punch to her withered brow I realized that there would be no winners that day. Winning left me feeling kinda cold and empty inside. But letting Matilda beat me would have been a shock to my young boy-ego. The moral to this story, and to this impeding tennis match is, don’t let young people fight old people in public. I mean look what it did to Jankovic. She’s a shell of her former forehead.