I absolutely love tennis.
I love playing tennis, I love watching tennis, and one summer I loved teaching tennis (best summer job ever).
So naturally I have an extra dose of excitement in my life when the Grand Slams are on TV. For those of you not familiar with the term “Grand Slam,” I am referring to the four major tennis championships: Wimbledon, the French Open (Roland Garros), the US Open, and the Australian Open.
The Australian Open just wrapped up over the weekend and you may have come across the results in various news media. Novak Djokovic defeated Rafael Nadal in the longest Grand Slam final match in history, a five-setter that included tie-breaks. It was incredible. Djokovic was rightfully excited.
Unfortunately for us, Australia is basically on the other side of the globe, as you may have noticed. So this made watching the matches a little inconvenient due to the time changes, but nothing I couldn’t handle. I just had to set an alarm.
Both the semi-finals that I insisted on watching and the glorious final match began at 2:30 AM US Central Time and lasted well into the morning. For the Djokovic-Murray semis, I went to sleep and woke up around 3 to turn it on. For the final, I just stayed awake (oops…) and spent Sunday in a semi-comatose state. But it was so worth it. There is something about watching those athletes that is both exhausting and inspiring.