Thursday, February 01, 2007

A spectator's sport



I sat on a yellow plastic chair for 6 straight hours in the blistering chill (I am from the tropics, dammit!) on last Thursday afternoon watching 3 back to back tennis matches.

Watching the Australian Open Women Semi-finals live is heart wrenching. My blood curdled each time Sharapova gives her ‘signature’ grunt. I choked on my pizza everytime Clijster dives for a shot. Watching the sway of William’s gigantic butt makes me dizzy.

But I was kept very amused by the hilarious remarks I heard that day:

Rod Laver Staff checking my bag prior to entry:
“My, my. You’re not very hungry aren’t you?”

Overzealous Australian fans:
AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE! Oy! Oy! Oy!

Overzealous Swedish fans:
“That’s the way, ah hah, ah hah, we like it, ah hah”

Confused fan when Serena Williams serves an ace:
“GO VENUS!!”


Concerned doctor spectator during the Men Doubles between Bjorman vs Hanley:
“If a ball, which is served at 200mph, comes into contact with the volley partner’s head, it will definitely inflict a skull fracture. OI! STAY LOWER! STAND BACK”



Gleeful Vaidisova’s fan when Williams failed to return a shot:
“That’s for eating too many fried chicken for you!!!”


Modest and slighty embarrassed spectator:
Oh my gawd, is Sharapova coming right in front of us?


And the worst:

Sms received from non-present enthusiast:
“Can you check whether Williams have a sausage?”

Tennis is indeed a spectator’s sport

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