In the off chance that anybody cares, I'll post a summary of what I did over the last three days here. I attended Sunday qualies and Monday and Tuesday of the main draw. Now, if you're looking for match reports, look elsewhere. I don't make notes during matches. My commentary will be people based, not play based
Also, if you don't want to sift through boring details of my trip... close the thread now, because I'm posting this on my board as well and after spending an hour fixing my photos, I will be damned if I'm editting my report to make it more MTF friendly
Speaking of my photos... I took about 200. If I missed your favourite player or you don't like that I took 91230483 photos of C Rochus or whoever, that's just too bad
It was my first time using my digital at tennis and the photos sort of blow. But I tried
Some players I took like 8 of, others only 1. It depends on 1) how much I like them and 2) how convenient their timing was (ie; in the case of C Rochus, which I will explain later)
Now, those of you who have had to suffer through recent MSN conversations with me know how excited I was to see Nicolas Mahut. Anybody who laughs at my shameless Mahut crush must immediately close this thread and never return!!!
Anyways, I discovered before leaving to catch my bus Saturday night that Mahut was playing at 10am. I didn't think I would arrive in Montreal until 9:30 and had to check my bags at my hostel first, so I thought that I would miss most of his match. Thankfully, it turns out that I was not supposed to take the greyhound anyways, and the bus line that I ended up taking got me there for 6:30am
After checking into my hostel I walked in a huge circle for half an hour, arrived at the train station, and ate some breakfast before heading down to the metro for tennis.
Since Mahut-Weiner was my first plan for the day, I just unnecessarily camped out on that court for 20 minutes during Ivo Heuberger's practice session and waited for them to arrive.
That ended up being the only qualie match that I watched all the way through. It wasn't very long, so that was nice. My attention span sort of blows, so it's a wonder if I manage my way through an entire match without getting up a few times. Mahut won, so I was pleased. The only thing about the match that sort of irked me was that this 8 year old boy beside me started being very vocal in his support for Mahut mid match. I was like... I can't crush with a child beside me! I felt horribly wrong. Anyways, Mahut is pretty volatile, at least he was both times I saw him. He had to refrain from crushing his racquet several times, was easily distracted (he kept glaring in the distance at some music that was playing), etc. He was fiery! I like my players fiery, so I was not dissapointed
Assuming anybody is actually still reading after that two paragraph gush, I went to watch practices after that match. I saw JCF practicing with.. Rusedski, I suppose it was. Then I watched Robredo practice with Gasquet for a while and took lots of pictures of both, and some of Robredo's coach, aka "Hot Coach". I also so Rochus and Gonzo across from each other on different courts... then I went back to Robredo and Gassy again, blah.
Then, it was Rafa time. He was wearing what appeared to be a red spandex tank top and his painted on black capris. This woman's husband was blocking my view and she saw I was trying ot get a photo so she told him to duck... I told them not to worry about it and she says "oh no, go ahead. Get a good one... it's worth it!" She must have been twice Rafa's age, it was super
Blah, I also saw Grosjean and Paul Henri Mathieu (who I had failed to notice was very attractive the first several tiems I had seen him... who knew?) on seperate courts and have photos of both. Same with Spadea and Soderling who may or may not have been practicing together
Maybe it was PHM with Spadea? I should have written stuff down.
Anyways, I resumed watching matches after this. I saw some of Moodie and Wawrinka's match. I also watched most of the first set of Djokovic (who I am now a bopper of) and Sanguinetti. I was tired and left, but I thought Djokovic was going to win at that point, even though Davide had just broken back.
After the tennis I went back to the hostel and then planned to meet up with some MTFers, one of whom was Savestheday or something like that, and the rest whom I haven't bothered to ask if I can name yet. It took a while to meet them since I was on the wrong end of Rene Levesque looking for the hotel. It was not my fault! Um, then we had dinner and booze and stuff, and some people may have rubbed themselves crudely up against a poster of Rafa.
I was in bed by 11 and that was all she wrote.
I will put pictures up for Sunday soon and write about the other days soon too.