Australian Open Adventures
Upon arrival, the entrance was closed so we had to go the long way… This involved toppling over busy roads and a distance so long that it felt like we were in a tourist walkaway. Such a spontaneity was too much for mother… She was already grumpy, her frown creased deeper and her arm swayed vigorously as she walked to convey anger in a subtle manner...
When we get there, the place was crowded, brimming with people - a family holding seat cushions (which apparently, were free!!!), ball boys drenched in green lacoste and arguably, one awkward bump encounter too many...
Finally, our game was about to begin and so we went in. I have to say, we had pretty good seats! We were fifth row, ridiculously up close and personal but unlike the cats musical, the close seats were a good thing!
Anyway, watching tennis live is sooooo much better than watching it on tv. For starters, the tennis players are legit so close to you they can probably hear you exhale or something and there is the potential for eye contact between tennis player and audience member. And secondly, it’s so much cooler seeing these talented athletes do their thang in person - you see the adrenaline build up they serve, tennis balls fly up in the air and whizz past you at a ridiculous speed and when you yell out ‘ZHANG ZHANG DO YOUR THANG’ (true story) the players can hear you.
So Zhang was amazing, blew mah mind. She’s controlled that fluro ball like an absolute pro and she won.
The other guy who wasn’t Stan Wawrinka was injured so during the breaks there was someone who helped stretch his legs out. The match went on and Warinka was winning because let's face it, he can serve like a boss.
Lesson of the day - never look at your phone when a match is on or else you might miss a lad forfeiting and fluro man winning by forfeit…
So the match finished early, we went home and I found a ‘buy one get one free’ sushi coupon in my bag…. CAN I GET AN AMEN !!!
- Andrea x