Until last year and the Stepanki effect (sigh – Wimbly semi/final)… so I was curious to see what he was going to be like on clay – and was NOT disappointed. For someone who once upon a time had NO backhand to speak of – I was totally discombobulated to see him backhand slicing, coming to the net – dropping back – unreal!



That’s not to say Kavcic was outclassed – he took a set off Andy and there were some real flashes of brilliance – but just not consistent enough.
But … hey some more about that rain. The second bout was UNREAL! The clouds came over so fast and the brollies shot up – Roddick started to bitch and moan about the movement in the crowd – uh huh buddy – I’m gonna get double pneumonia for you? Just NO!
And it rained HARD! I was soaked through in seconds! And there was treally nothing you could do/go to get out… so I stayed put. Wet.
Mum came back from having been wandering with a hot dog. Not hot. Wet.
Getting the picture?
Note to self - next time the apartment-hotel offer you the loan of one of their umbrellas - freakin' TAKE IT! 'Cos let me tell y'all - a commuter-sized mini-brolly ... NO USE IN A DELUGE! Just sayin'.....
Then to our immense surprise – in a brief let up to light spitting – the guys came out to sweep the rain off the covers, and they were off!! Unreal – at Wimbledon the stroke the grass and sing it soothing songs and buy it a clotted cream tea before letting the players back on it… here … covers swept, covers off, players on – ALLEZ!


Well ok – actually – their weather cover states percentages of money back depending on how many hours of play. Over two hours – no euros back – so they had had 1 and a half before the rains came down – so play started up toute de suite!
Roddick came out very very much on the back foot at the restart. Those flashes of brilliance from Kavcic started to be a lot more consistent … hence the loss of that 2nd set – but again – the rain – and at this point we all decided that we’d had enough for the day!
Of course – sod’s law – by the time we’d walked back to the bus-station and gotten back to the hotel – the shower had passed and they were off again… I got a reminder from the RG iPhone app that Bartoli’s match was about to start!!! Ah well… I could live without Cakeoli!
I took my soggy self off to bed... ready for better weather à demain
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