Miami’s Tennis Brings Technicolor Thrills To The Hard Court Climax 2
The Florida Keys at the height of spring simply burst with “weather” in all its drama.
Hot sunshine alternates with breezy outbursts. The coastal winds kick up the odd storm, then die away to leave air so heavy it presses like a saturated sponge on the forehead.
Residents and visitors alike can take to the sea, or sink beneath the waving palms, indulge in every sport known to man, or simply sit back and soak in the atmosphere.
The Miami Sony Ericsson Open, the second of the two giant Masters that bestride the early hard court season and the late spring of clay, is in full swing.
It is surely the brightest and breeziest tournament of the year: the sprightly allegro before the transition into the adagio of the second movement on clay.
Crandon Park, home of this popular tournament, is bright and breezy in the old fashioned sense, too. It wears its heart on its sleeve, burgeoning with primary colors, Mexican waves, and more diversions from the tennis than you can count.
Perhaps it is the humidity—touching 90% at its halfway point.
Perhaps it is the ebullience of the Latin American fan-base, here to support a wide field of south American players.
Perhaps it is the temperature, soaring from a night-time in the 50s to a daytime approaching the mid-80s.
Or maybe it’s the uncertainty of what tomorrow will bring: thunder and lightning or cloudless skies.
Whatever it is, Miami seems to live for the moment.
For some players, though, the moment was quickly gone. Read the rest of this entry →