We Won The Davis Cup!

Wow! We did it. After a twelve year draught.

But the only thing that stands out in my mind is the chewing tobacco. Mardy Fish, his lower lip bulging with tobacco, spitting into an empty pepsi bottle. What is up with that? Are they pretending to be baseball players? Next thing you know, they are going to get all fat, too. I'm sorry, but it was just a little gross. I also think it was possible that I saw James Blake chewing tobacco before his match! Huh? Maybe I imagined that. I can't imagine playing tennis on a serious nicotine high with the slimy, sour taste of chew in my mouth. You see, I've chewed tobacco on numerous occasions. I know, it's not very ladylike. But a buzz is a buzz. I've also played tennis. And I can say, having done both, that the two things, chewing tobacco and playing tennis, should not go together.

But we won. Convincingly. No one choked. The crowd worked for, not against, the players- they handled the pressure well. But they chewed tobacco, too. Oh well.

I will say this: I saw Gabashvili on the bench for the Russians. That was cool, because, as you all know from my former posts, I like him tons. I also liked seeing Donald Young on the US's bench. He's a great character for tennis, with his messed up hat and bling.
Yours truly,
Paula