Does anyone feel like we’re going though tennis storylines faster than the clackers go through handbags? (Btw, if you don’t want to buy, you can always rent…) In the olden days, we’d still be debating whether Martina Hingis was really reckless enough to do blow at Wimbledon. (Imagine her snorting the lines from her Venus Rosewater dishes!) But fear not, Swiss Miss. You can stay safely in retirement. First, the publicists are doing their jobs; in the SEWTA media guide, there’s no indication of why you retired the second time. Second, we’ve since replaced you with other scandalous bits, like Sania Mirza‘s latest run-in with Indian officials.
Apparently, someone filed a complaint after seeing this photo of Sania at the Hopman Cup with her bare feet almost touching the Indian flag. This is in violation of the country’s Prevention of Insult to the National Honour Act, but not in violation of the Harass Athletes Proudly Representing Your Country Act. Uhh, have you seen the picture? It’s called depth perception, folks. Figure it out. I’m more over this than Masha is over Nole‘s impersonations.
But since we’re talking about grievances, I totally had beef with Sania’s pre-Aussie Open adidas gear. I had high hopes, wanting her to break free from Lotto, but instead she played in some standard issue three-stripes from her new clothing sponsor.
Alas, all I had to do was wait, because she’s been rocking the s**t out of this Edge Cap Sleeve Top. It flows and works well with her sizeable rack.
Up next for Sania is Venus Williams in the third round.