Another year, another Wimbledon, another two straight weeks of staring at the calves and forearms of men we’ve never heard of.
oh, my.
Hottest Tennis Player Under The Sun Andy Roddick was defeated before having the chance to face his nemesis, eventual champion Roger Federer, but can we leave him out? It would be almost unAmerican.
Even without our American Pie, the final four competitors certainly made for a delicious summer picnic. Defeated in the semifinals were:
Novak Djokovic, Serbia
And once again, it was down to Rafael Nadal and Roger Federer for the final. In five brutal sets, Federer mercifully emerged victorious. C’mon, Nadal’s talented as hell, but who wants to watch a guy that looks like this make out with a bigass gold cup? Not me:
No, it was Federer, again, donning the white blazer for his fifth straight Wimbledon title. And that is one lucky trophy:
Oh, Roger. You can defeat me on grass anytime.
I love tennis!
Wimbledon’s my favorite non-football sporting event, easy (and not even because of the calves)….that final match was classic.
djokovic-baghdatis was the match of the tournament, in my mind. or maybe i just like it when there are lots of consonants crammed together.
I was watching this on whatever day it was and Roddick was up by 2 sets and I thought to myself, “Self, he’s got this under control, let’s flip back to the Twins drubbing of the White Sox.” An hour later I hear he’s been defeated. Ridiculous. I feel like I, personally, let him down.
Nice pic of him shirtless. Woo woo.
I was just a little pissed that NBC decided not to show the men’s semis until after the Women’s final and then proceeded to cut off the Nadal-Djokovic match before it ended. I was so looking forward to that match that I got up at 6am on a Saturday.
I also feel like it deserves mentioning that only 2 of the above mentioned players are over 21.
My trapper keeper says “great post, Holly!”
It also says:
Mrs. Novak Djokovic
Barstoolio Djokovic
Novak + Barstoolio
B+N4EVA
Dr. and Mrs. Novak Djokovic
I don’t think we are refined enough out here to get tennis, but if everyone looks this good I could get in to this!
You need to put my husband, James Blake, up there. He’s not as hot as he used to be without the dreads, but he is still hot.
Welcome back, Holly.
Welcome back, tennis.
I’ve missed you both.
No comments about Gasquet yet? I’ll totally take him. Boy’s got some nice curls, too.
No comments about Gasquet yet? I’ll totally take him. Boy’s got some nice curls, too/
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ten-nis?
Grumble grumble hasn’t been the same since Borg and McEnroe and the demise of the wooden racket and the rise of that bloody German teenager Becker grumble grumble suppose I should have seen it coming when they stopped using white balls harrumph harrumph.