Entries in Juan Martin Del Potro (29)
The pundits aren't giving gasquet any hope of winning a match here!— Andy Murray (@andy_murray) November 4, 2013
The US Open is generally considered the Grand Slam where players can truly let loose when it comes to fashion. The glittering New York skyline has inspired many patterns and sparkles, while New Yorkers have a reputation for being open-minded and creative. It's probably my favourite fashion slam, and despite style queen Maria Sharapova giving it a miss this year, there's still plenty of exciting outfits to lust and laugh over.
I honestly have no idea why Juan Martin del Potro very gently took off the linesman's sunglasses during his quarterfinal match at the BNP Paribas Open. Did he miss a call, was Delpo giving him fashion advice, did Delpo want to make sure that the linesman wasn't really a Soul? (The Host). Well, whatever the reason it was hilarious, and sweet, and sexy all at the same time. Classic Delpo.
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Sometimes, being a manic fan can the most rewarding affliction in the world. Waving the Swiss flag in 2006, cheering on Novak Djokovic in 2011 in mispronounced Serbian, raising a knee and fist in time with Nadal in 2010; all good. At some point, though, things take a turn for the worse. Supporting Federer now without losing your dignity? It’d be easier to show more grace running naked up the street. Vamosing on Nadal can’t be easy either, and yelling for Murray? Well, who said that’s ever been anything but bad news? But heartbreak won’t stop a true fan. These are the people that admit they’re a little obsessive, that take the good times with the bad, and don’t stop being crazy for their player just because times are tough. Chances are, we all have a little mad fan in us. Every week we take a look at one high-profile fan and analyze just how crazy they are...
Today we bring you Caroline, a lady who doth protest too much.
Last night Juan Martin del Potro and Agnieszka Radwanska went to Coconut Grove in Miami to sign autographs and take pictures with fans. The atmosphere was amazing with a large screen showing promo shots of all the players and a DJ blasting electro-pop to get everyone pumped up. Juan Martin was really sweet with his fans, especially the little ones as you can see in the photos below.
A dandelion is floats towards me in the humid Melbourne air. There's barely a breeze, but it drifts softly, never threatening to fall. I carefully pluck it out and cradle it in my hands. Between its soft, white hairs lie tangled green fibres. I make a wish and let it drift away.
Agnieska Radwanska moves well, defends well, and counter-punches with the best of them. But until she develops a serve and an ability to follow balls in, she'll always run into a player having a better day than her. That player today is Victoria Azarenka, although the first set doesn't fall that way. Azarenka's forehand is errant, and her serve is exposed as a real weakness as she collapses in the first set tiebreak. It's her only real lapse of the tournament so far. Yet as she's now famed for, she recovers mentally between sets superbly. She dictates play the rest of the match, doesn't allow herself to get too far behind the baseline, and hits her forehand with authority. She looks positively thrilled to be in the semi-finals.
The seats in Rod Laver begin to fill. Spoiled for choice corporates trickle in for a glimpse of Kim Clijsters. She's doing what everyone expected her to do against Caroline Wozniacki: win. The first set is wrapped up in no time, despite Clijsters getting tight near the end. Wozniacki's forehand, which has been much improved this fortnight, has reverted back to its loopy self. She misses uncharacteristic backhands, and comes to net on seemingly arbitrary shots. If Wozniacki is to win a Slam, not only does she need to become less of a pusher and more of a counter-puncher, but her shot selection also requires much work. She makes more of a match of it in the second, and forces a tiebreak, but comes up short. Clijsters pumps her fist as she dethrones the world number one. It never felt like it was going to be any other way.