Last night’s toe-to-toe Agassi/Baghdatis match came to a close around 1am, with rebel-now-statesman Andre once again defying the odds (and his sciatic nerve) to go the distance and outlast a much younger man. Phenomenal stuff.
As the players took their bows, I took poll of my neighbors. Normally nearly pitch black past midnight, the city was lit up with tennis fans. Gotta love that Flushing Meadows time of year.
(Now let’s all just ignore Team USA’s latest bungle, shall we?)