bummer.

Rafael Nadal announced Monday that he will not be competing in the U.S. Open this year in order to recover from a wrist injury. (via)

happy first day of wimbledon!!!

makes me wanna play at mccarren real bad. #tennisreform

prince at the french open like a boss

US singer Prince attends a French Open round between Spain's Rafael Nadal and Serbia's Dusan Lajovic in Paris #RG2014 pic.twitter.com/dLXHLBPItc

— AFPredcarpet (@AFPredcarpet) June 2, 2014

nadal is being cute at the us open right now. the clingiest clothes.

second round bloodbath at wimbledon today.

rafa nadal lost in the first round, and we are getting slapped in the mouth with a few more shockers today:

sharapova: out.
isner: out (injury).
the guy who beat nadal: out (injury).
#2 azaranka : out (injury).
tsonga: out (injury).
wozniacki: out.

and in the most upsetting news of the day:

ROGER FEDERER : OUT. ;(

i guess the grass was pretty slippery.

rafael nadal has a butt. that is all.

for armani underwear. butt.

did you see what happened to rafa?

his leg hurt because maybe it was too hot and he didnt drink enough water so he had to take a nap during the press conference.

or something like that.

congrats novak!

he beat rafa to win his first wimbledon championship.

wimbledupdate!

oh no. both williams sisters lost today. and so did #1 seed, something wozniaki. so the ladies' draw just got BO-RING. better luck on the doubles court, girls. ;(

on the gentlemen's side, who's still in?
all of 2Pz favorites: feddy, rafa, djokovic, and that scottish idiot, andy murray. (djv, tell everyone your massacre story, so i can make massacre jokes when he inevitably loses another wimbledon!)

who's out?
every american except mardy fish. (?)

right now:
rafa's 2 games away from defeating del potro.
feddy's up two sets to one on some no-name.

and now you're all caught up!

guess what started today!

it's wimbledon! my favorite tennis event of the year! nadal and venus are getting things started today. free live streaming on espn3.com.

team roger or team rafa?

In their head-to-head matches, Nadal has won seventeen, Federer eight. Nadal has now won six of their eight Grand Slam final showdowns. Yes, but take away the overall results on clay (Nadal, 12–2), one argument goes, and the Fed emerges with a 6–5 edge on grass and hard courts. But Nadal, crucially, had to go through Federer to win a Slam on grass, Federer's fiefdom (en route to his first Wimbledon, in the greatest match of all time — no quotation marks needed there), whereas Roger's sole French, c'est triste, mais c'est vrai, is his only because he never had to face Nadal. Nadal, moreover, won their only hard-court Grand Slam final, the 2009 Australian. If any further proof were needed, there was the 2007 "Battle of the Surfaces" exhibition match, played on a specially constructed hybrid court with grass on one end, clay on the other. Guess who won?

The truth, I suspect, is that we keep saying Federer is the best ever because we need it to be so. We need to believe in the triumph of the beautiful, that the grace he embodies isn't merely incidental to his success. Because tennis, even as it appears forever on the verge of degenerating into mere athleticism (cf. the joyless gruntfest that has been the women's game of the past half decade or so), can never quite escape its subtle relationship to art — to sculpture, say, even to dance. (Attending a tennis match is even a little bit like going to the opera, what with the hushed deportment.) Nadal's two-handed backhand, so powerful that Federer once said it was like facing someone with two forehands, could never be called beautiful. But the majestic sweep of Federer's increasingly anachronistic one-hander, so ruthlessly victimized by Nadal's tsunamilike topspin, has the drama of a grand gesture. In this dialectic tennis resembles soccer, where greatness can be achieved via mere winning (Manchester United) but immortality is reserved for those who win the beautiful game beautifully (Barcelona). (via)