TENNIS, LADIES?
I love watching women’s tennis. I’ve been a fan since Chris Evert was dating Jimmy Connors. I hated Jimmy cuz I had a crush on Chrissy. Men’s tennis is often boring, especially on hard surfaces. Big serve (usually an ace). Or if you’re lucky, big serve and one volley. Boring.
Anyway, all that to say, I’ve been a fan of women’s tennis for a long time. The women’s game is one of beauty, athleticism, precision, drama, and short skirts.
Oh, the athleticism and precision is still there, along with the short skirts as I watch Wimbledon 2007. But now it’s just miserable to watch. Or should I say, listen to.
The women have started grunting and groaning so loudly that it completely takes away from the game. They don’t groan during practice or during practice games. Just during matches. It’s unladylike and distracting. It’s louder at Wimbledon’s Centre Court than in Baptist’s Hospital’s delivery rooms.
Among the worst offenders are Venus Williams and Maria Sharapova. I can’t stand it! If they play one another during this tournament, do what I’ll do, turn the volume off and your stereo on. And then try to imagine that the women really don’t sound like a rugby scrum.
Conversely, the greatest women’s tennis player ever, in my estimation, Steffi Graf, never made a sound winning 22 Grand Slam Titles, including the Wimbledon Championships 7 times, the French Open 6 times, and the US Open 5 times.