Apparently both me and Srebotnik woke up this morning singing to ourselves, “Girl, I been shakin’, stickin’ and movin’ tryna to get you and that booty, tryna get to you and that booty.” Got up around 3:30 this morning, stepped on/kicked the cat, went to the computer and saw Serena down a break with Sputnik (she’s Slovenia, wherever that is, so this moniker won’t stick too long) serving for the set, what? After a couple of chokes from both women, Katarina “don’t call me Sputnik” Srebotnik took the first set, what? Katnik wasn’t shakin’, stickin’, nor movin’ too well, she just let Serena cut her own jugular (the jugular that runs through that mouth watering booty). Katrina wasted no time, gettin’ to that booty in straight sets, 6-4, 6-4.
Two quick notes. 1) The intraweb commentator (whoever he was), said of Serena, “she laps up balls with pace on them.” Hearing this I started to wonder to what speed I coud get my own balls up to, and if that speed would induce some sort of lapping on Serena’s part. 20? 30 miles per hour? 2) I’m not about to take back everything I said about Serena as I live in a very small apartment and just couldn’t fit it all, but definitely the only person responsible for Serena’s loss today is herself. I haven’t seen a bigger choke since two days ago when Dave and I we’re playing tennis and two English girls asked us where the De Young was and I fainted, leaving them to get screwed by some local douche later that evening, no doubt(thanks Dave!).
What’s all the hysteria over having only one American left on the spice? Helllllo, anyone hear of Rajeev “the ram” Ram? Whatabout Scott “the lip” Lipsky? Or David “the mart” Martin? These people are tearing up the spice in doubles action. What, no one cares about doubles action you say? We’re in a goddamn recession, fighting wars on terror, drugs, teen sex, and bluetooth users. All Tennisburger is saying is, when the world gives you lemons, you root for unknown, American, doubles players in the French Open, k? How hard is it to get a picture of yourself on the web nowadays anyway? The only person who shouldn’t have a photo available is Mattek. Allez!
Following Mattek’s loss she announced she will pose for anyone with a polaroid and a strawberry Boone’s. Popov blacked out Mattek, 6-2, 3-6, 6-2 over a two day bender.
Dear Bud Collins,
Please be quiet while I’m watching tennis and when you’re interviewing people.
Yours Truly,
Tennisburger
I’m about to watch the Murray match now (what, watch a match post-post, you ask?). Well you see, I had to go to the local hardware store and get one of those Gallagher size plastic sheets he gives to those tools in the front row of his shows. I’ll be wrapping myself up in it so as not to get doused in tears (my parents have HD). Almagro pulled Murray’s giant teeth, 3-6, 6-7, 6-3, 7-5.
Pancetta beat Venus in the dark, and I’d like to say Venus blew it for herself too (no I wouldn’t), but she didn’t. She got beatdown, mafia style 7-5, 6-3. Shriver kept blowing her blow hole over Venus not calling the match to be suspended ’cause she was down and could’ve had a better chance at Pancetta tomorrow, but if I may, for a sec, sound like a boring ass commentator. I believe she was down a break in the 2nd by the time it started getting dark. She was holding serve but couldn’t break her. I think what Venus was going for was the break. She was close a number of times but just couldn’t convert. She wanted to suspend the match after breaking her, or go down trying. Phew, that was lame. Okay, so anyway, both sisters are out. But you already knew that though, you just come here to hear me talk about how often I masturbate.
Stop saying Ivanovic is struggling! She mopped the floor (and pool converted to tennis court) with Wozniacki in straights, 6-4, 6-1. Actually, mopping up something with a person really wouldn’t work too well, unless that person was made out of paper towels. There’s a last time for everything.
Radswanka didn’t find Cornet the least bit charming, mopping the floor with her enraging straight (and gay I’d assume) tennis fans across the globe, 6-4, 6-4. How many Pollacks does it take to give Tennisburger a chub? More than one, apparently.
Nadal won. In other news _________________________(insert something you do everyday here).
Screech keeps getting A++’s on all his papers. Since when are the kids jealous of good grades? Since now. That little attempt by A.C. and Zach didn’t pan out, but he did fall down and eat spice which was pretty fresh in my clairvoyant book. Oh, and to the dip who tried to point out that A.C. and Zach usually helped Samuel, not tried to hinder him…no crap. I’m only gonna go over this once, A.C.=RAFA!, Zach=Roger. It’s a skillfully used metaphor which should only be used by trained professionals. From now on let me do the thinking (and masturbating). Oh, and thanks for stopping by. Samuel said the same, overpowering the big O, 7-5, 6-4, 6-2.
God I soooo wish this guy’s name was Metzler or Mezler and not Melzer so I could riff on “Paul Metzler, you Betzler!”. But no, Jurgen “stick in the mud/wet blanket/I’m going home early/no, I don’t have any weed” Mezler and his parents had to ruin it for me. Anyway, this guy will receive no happy meals from Monfils. Only mad, angry, in your face meals. Monfils lost in doubles today, but like I said, no one cares about doubles unless you’re an American, in which case you should, as it’s you’re duty as a patriot…or something.
Well now I need to go find out where the cat is not, sos I can go jiggle my jewelry. Allez!