[[Mornin', everyone. Rosangel is on the case, big-time! This will be your Watercooler post for today. If you have any questions for Rosia, or anything you may want her to ask any of the players at the BlackRock Masters, I suggest you post them in the comments. Perhaps she will choose a time and place to reply to them. . . Pete]]
The BlackRock Masters Tennis Tournament is due to start just about the time this is being posted. Yesterday, I attended the official tournament press conference at the Royal Albert Hall. More about that in a moment, but, as the above picture shows, the court upon which all the matches will be played was still very much under construction in the early afternoon yesterday.
The court didn't exist at all on Sunday. The Albert Hall is basically a music venue - here in the UK, it is best-known as the site of the BBC's "Proms" concerts, a classical-music series with a history going back to 1895. The series lasts for two full months in the late summer, and is extensively broadcast on radio and TV. The arena in which the tennis court is laid, below those sumptuous red-and-gold tiers, is the same open-floor space occupied by the "Prommers" (short for "promenaders", or attendees who don't have actual seats) during the Proms. The Last Night of the Proms has become tradition: it's a wild, joyous affair that spurs some people to don fancy dress, and there's lots of flag-waving and balloons. The festivities that evening are internationally televised, and always follow the same programme of British music, starting with Elgar's "Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1" (that is, Land of Hope and Glory). The Last Night's journey usually continues via Rule Britannia, Jerusalem and God Save the Queen (among others). Only in the days after the 9/11 attacks can I remember a more sombre order of play.
Work on building the court started at 6 a.m. this morning (Monday). Before the indoor surface can be laid, a wooden platform needs to be put in place, and only then can the court surface be laid out. From what I could see, it comes in long strips, which were stacked on court like fat sausages, wrapped in black plastic, waiting to be unrolled. When I left, there was a strong smell of glue. I spoke to the tournament's defending Champion, Paul Haarhuis, during the press conference, and he said that the players may be able to practise on the court for about an hour this evening. None of the players will have much chance to get used to the court before the tournament starts, but at least they're all in the same position.