NEW YORK—Newspaper thief, newspaper thief, don’t you know that you’re making my job more difficult? I guess he—or I suppose it could be a she—wouldn’t care. Just because you steal someone’s New York Times every chance you get doesn’t mean you would also read my Grounds Pass every morning. I’d like to think tennis fans have more class than that.
Anyway, we haven’t done a news roundup here in a few days, but you already know the big story: The U.S. Open is turning, unfortunately, into the U.S. Open that we’ve come to know and dread the last few years. Rain—mist, really, it’s always that same maddening mist—has invaded Flushing Meadows and sent the tournament on another scheduling goose chase. Along with the precipitation, talk of a fifth straight Monday men's final is in the air. Worse, though, is the sight of thousands of fans on the grounds who haven’t seen any tennis. By 8:45 last night, everyone had found their seat for the Roddick-del Potro match, and the first set had reached a tiebreaker. The spectators near the press section were wearing their tennis-watching best—dresses and blazers and hipster hats (it’s been a good year for hats at the Open). But everyone knew what was about to happen.
The rain came right on time, though I have to say I was pleased that only 54 minutes of the match were played. Six minutes more and, according to the Open’s “inclement weather policy,” none of those spectators would have gotten anything back. As it is, they can exchange their tickets for Armstrong today or the same session next year. But they won’t see Roddick-del Potro, who are scheduled for Ashe today—on the off chance that it doesn’t rain again, of course.
Here are a few of the non-rain related stories that have been going around in the meantime.