Sunday, July 29, 2007

 

The Supposed Death of Tennis

Almost daily I read reports that tennis is an antiquated and increasingly unpopular sport. Recently, a popular columnist for ESPN.com wrote, “If you want proof that tennis is dead as a sport, just look at the fact that Federer is better at his job than any other athlete is better at their job, then look at how few people feel obligated to watch him or Wimbledon.” Now, I’m one of those who think tennis played at its highest level is the closest sports can come to art. So if this statement is correct, American sportswriters and spectators are philistines, creating another large class of people I will be forced to despise.

Let’s examine the statement more closely then, and let us also give the writer the benefit of the doubt that he means tennis is dead in the U.S., and not the rest of the world. There is no argument to be made with the latter. There are top 20 players emerging from countries where there are practically no tennis courts: Croatia, Serbia, Cyprus. And in these countries players like no.18 Marcos Baghdatis and no.3 Novak Djokovic are the most popular athletes around, even more popular than Michael Jordan was in the States, for these athletes have no one to compete with for the public’s attention. They are the only game in town. In Cyprus, the day Baghdatis played the finals of the Australian Open in 2006 was declared a national holiday and schools and banks were closed so that everyone could watch the match. Dead sports don’t shutdown entire countries.

The health of American tennis is a different ballgame, but any reports of its demise are premature. There is no shortage of talent---2 American men are in the top 10; only Spain can claim that. Still, few Americans seem to root for Andy Roddick and James Blake with the same intensity they showed for Agassi, Sampras, Connors and McEnroe. There is a simple explanation for this: Talented as both men are, they don’t win majors. There is a simple explanation for that too: Roger Federer. Without him in the way, Andy Roddick probably wins 2 Wimbledons, an Australian, and another U.S. Open. Since the 2005 French, nobody except for Fed and Rafa Nadal have won majors. This two-pronged dominance has never been seen in tennis, and the rivalry that has developed between the top two seeds is one of the most exciting the sport, or even sports in general, has ever seen. Americans, however, don’t really care. They don’t like having their athletes upstaged. We are used to dominating individually-played sports on an international level: Nicklaus, Palmer and Woods on the fairways; Connors, Ashe, McEnroe and Sampras on the courts. Americans simply don’t care about a rivalry between a Swiss and a Spaniard.

There are other discouraging signs, like the popularity of Anna Kournikova, a woman who looked far better on fashion runways than on court. She never broke into the top 10 or made a major final, but no matter, she was hot when she grunted. Kournikova was probably more popular in the U.S. than our own Lindsay Davenport, a frumpy-looking lady who won majors but looked like she could have had a career teaching high school gymnastics in a track suit. Martina Navratalova was quite popular in the 80’s, but especially after she defected from Communist Czechoslovakia. So if you’re a guy, be American, and if you’re a woman, be hot, or politically sympathetic. I feel rage boiling inside me again at our shallowness and provincialism but what can be done? This is how our country works.

There are encouraging signs, too--- the TV ratings from this year’s Wimbledon’s final were up 10% over last year’s and for good reason: It was easily the most exciting major final of the last 5 years. Actually, tennis' TV ratings in the U.S. are not much lower than they were in the 80's and 90's. McEnroe has suggested that tennis’ problem is that the sport hasn’t changed in forty years, though the recent incorporation of electronic line calling should help fix that. The U.S. Open breaks its own attendance record every year. U.S. tennis fans are as enthusiastic as ever. It’s the casual fan that needs to be roped back in, and if Roddick or Blake can take down Federer, especially in New York, it would be the most exciting thing to happen to American men’s tennis since Sampras’ comeback in 2002.

Cable to Blake and Roddick: The remedy is in your hands. It's time to kick some Swiss and Spaniard ass! On second thought, let’s upgrade the American tennis condition from dead to light coma.

Comments:
I don't care for tennis, but you've piqued my interest somewhat here, Dan. Well, not really...but this was very well written and persuasive. I still hate you, though.

<3 Bobby
 
why dont you write about something worthwhile? i want something political. talk to me about the resignation of the attorney general. or perhaps about how the red sox are going to put the final nails in the yankees' coffin this week.
 
My Blog:

Today I decided that i wanted to start my own blog. However I quickly ran into some problems - First, what site should I use? There are just so many damned blog sites out there... which one is the best? How will I get the maximum exposure? Second, what should I choose as a name for my blog? Creativity is definitely not my fuerte (as the Spanish say), so what am I hacer (as they also are known to say). After thinking long and hard on this, I came to the conclusion that I would just write my blog entries as comments on Daniel's blog entries. I'll call them 'Marctrums' naturally. And of course that solves the problem of exposure - I mean, what other blog on blogger.com gets this much attention from its fan-base of 7 close friends?! Probably none, but I didn't really research that... Anyways, I also figured that writing my blogs here would make it so I wouldn't have to deal with the overabundance of fan mail that I'm bound to receive. Its kind of like operating out of a PO box, you know? None of you stupid bastards actually know for certain who I am or where to find me. HA! So I hope you enjoy.
 
Marctrums 1:

Hello fans, this is Marc Haggerty writing to you from his living room couch at 1414 wilder ave, apt 2d honolulu hi 96822. I hope you're all as excited for this as I am. Together we are ushering in a new era of blogsomeness! Alright, here we go!

Today I woke up at about 6am. There were dogs barking. There always are... With rent, my credit card bill and student loan bill coming up and me still without a job, I decided I ought to take advantage of this early morning and get my finances in order. I promptly discovered that I have exactly enough money to pay my rent and survive for about 4197 more minutes before dying of a not-uncommon case of acute povertitus. For those of you without a calculator on their computer, thats only about 70 hours or so! I started to worry! My stomach started to rumble! I recalled from my reading that one of the first signs of this affliction is laziness (check!), thats usually followed by hunger (Check check!) and to top it off, one of the most insidious things about this contagious ailment is that you actually become poor, and therefor can not afford to put decent food in your refridgerator! Imagine my surprise when I looked to discover two horrible truths - 1) Jessica had eaten the last of the breakfast yogurt and 2) the only thing left was a half bottle of prego spaghetti sauce and 4 eggs!

Well I learned a long time ago that when life gives you lemons you do something with them, and do something I most certainly did! I took those (quote) LEMONS (unquote) and made some sort of disgusting bloody dripping pustule, sebum secretion-looking omelet thing. Obviously it was delicious. But what I hadn't counted on was just HOW delicious it was! By a sheer stroke of luck I decided to use only 2 of the 4 eggs, and was able to have the same delectable meal for lunch! This time with a sprinkle of arm and hammer from the freezer to give it that nice fluffy Irish soda bread consistency that it so needed.

Well thanks for reading the first of many many many interesting installments! Hope I'm not late for my interview at the burrito stand!
 
I love Marc's blog! It makes dantrums seem about as interesting as packing over and over again for the same trip. Down with Dantrums! All Hail Marctrums!
 
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