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US Open
Time to re-shuffle the deck. After five years on the web, we’ve decided to make some changes in BudCollinsTennis.com - in appearance, incorporating new technology, making dialogue between readers and me easier. Rather than a daily who-beat-whom-and-won-what, I’ll offer my observations and welcome yours.

I’ve been fortunate in being whisked across the globe for decades by this game, and I’ll be sharing some of the fascinating experiences and destinations.

Meanwhile, keep on hacking. While your own game may not take you to Wimbledon, it’s more important than Nadal or Federer’s because it keeps you moving (in whatever manner) and, for a valuable while, rescues you from the cares of the day.

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June 23 2008 | Messages | No Comments »

JELLY FLAT ON HER FACE – BUT WINS

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One of four waterfalls, designed by Danish artist, Olafur Eliasson, this one is under the Brooklyn Bridge. Can be seen during the summer of 2008, until October 13.
NEW YORK - The lady was flat on her face on the pavement. Was this embarrassing with about 15,000 people watching?

“No, but I was worried about getting my dress really dirty,” says Jelena “Jelly” Jankovic, a tourist from Serbia clad in a lemon yellow tennis frock.

Had she been hit by a bus? Nothing that ordinary in the big city. Actually she was running as though she were trying to catch a departing bus, chasing instead a nifty hit, a deft drop shot from the racket of a troublesome Swede named Sofia Arvidsson.

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August 27 2008 | US Open | No Comments »

LOOKING FOR A UNIQUE FAMILY DOUBLE

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Dinara Safina, No 7, talking to Bud
NEW YORK - Tolstoy would have loved her. Count Leo Tolstoy, the Russian scribbler, would have loved this U.S. Open, too, because he was one of the first tennis nuts in his country. Had his own tennis court. Played avidly. And, were he here, would be surrounded by attractive, strong-armed countrywomen.

Seventeen of them, for Lenin’s sake, infiltrating, seeking the U.S. Championship for which only 15 Americans were eligible. But only two of them with a chance. (You know who, named Venus and Serena.)

I think Tolstoy would have singled out 22-year-old Dinara Safina because she has the best story. Kid sister of the 2000 champion, Marat Safin. Shipped out from Moscow at age 12 to Spain for coaching. Strange country. Strange language. Knowing no one. Valencia, where the oranges come from - and good tennis players. Following the route of big brother, Marat, she fit right in - “It wasn’t hard,” Dinara shrugs - tuned up her game and became a touring pro.

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August 26 2008 | US Open | No Comments »

THEY’RE UNDER WAY AT FLUSHING

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Bud selling his book at the US Open Bookstore
NEW YORK - The blue courts are hard, the resolve of a red-hot Spanish conquistador named Nadal is harder, and the internationally-flavored guys and dolls are in town playing tennis again. Their fortnight is called the U.S. Open, the last of the year’s four majors, at the Billie Jean King Center in Flushing Meadow.

If there was a hard luck guy here yesterday, it was a 28-year-old German named Bjorn Pfau. He got in through the back door as a qualifier ranked No. 136 only to find himself looking at No. 1, Rafa Nadal, a bruiser seeking his third major of 2008. Pfau was named for Bjorn Borg, the great Swedish champion - but a luckless lad at the Open, zero for 10 years.

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August 25 2008 | US Open | No Comments »

Out of Bud’s Closet is back

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Bud at the US Open wearing trousers made of fabric he bought during the Seoul Olympics in 1988.
We finally added the Out of Bud’s Closet feature to the new site. Check it out here. It will always be found in the Categories list on the left.
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August 20 2008 | Messages | No Comments »

History of Tennis published

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Bud signing books on Prince Street in Soho, at the USTA Shop
Five years have passed since I last published a book. This one, just out, “The Bud Collins History of Tennis,” is long overdue - and I know you’ll love it. If you can lift it. Just kidding. But I did need 765 pages to chronicle just about everything that has happened in the game since the initial tournament, Wimbledon, 1877, up to the present.

All the greats are represented in bios, and many others who have made historic marks. Such as the Australian bloke, Viv McGrath, who introduced the two-handed backhand during the 1930s. Or Anita Lizana, slightly known Chilean who entered the U.S. Championship once, 1937 - and won it. 0r Whitney Reed, who partied his was to U.S. No. 1 in 1961.

As well as the prose are the championship rolls of all the majors - naturally you want to know whom Francoise Durr and Jean Claude Barclay beat to win the 1973 French Open mixed doubles - and records and stats galore.

People often ask me how long it took to write such a book. I reply, “Fifty years.” A bit of an exaggeration. But I have been gathering tennis info as a journalist, print and TV - scribbler and babbler - since 1955, and have poured it into this volume.

I hope you”ll dig in.

[ed: order a copy of Bud's book from the Books page]

August 19 2008 | Messages | No Comments »

Wimbledon 2008

St Pancras Station
Newly opened St. Pancras terminal for the Eurostar. Nicest way to travel between the London and Paris. The terminal opened in 2007.
Sorry for the delay, but here, at long last, is my Wimbledon resume.

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OFF TO LONDON TO WATCH FEDERER TRYING TO BREAK RECORDS…HOWEVER

Roger Federer is worried.

That is the diagnosis of the eminent Belgrade psychologist, who also plays some tennis, Novak Djokovic. Considering his most recent egg laid in a significant nest, the French Open final - scrambled, poached or sunny-side-down - Federer has a right to nibble his nails down to the shoulderblades.

Djokovic, who pick-pocketed Federer’s Australian Open title five months ago, suggests that the pressures of being perfect for so long have eroded the efficiency of the Lord of the Swings, and that it’s time for a changing of the guard - not outside of Buckingham Palace but at Roger’s palace, Wimbledon’s Centre Court.

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July 07 2008 | Tournaments and Wimbledon | 2 Comments »

FRENCH OPEN 2008

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Lion's Entrance to the Louvre
Sorry, kind readers. I know this is later than mail by pony express. But I’ve been having some health problems (nothing fatal) that slowed down my production. Nevertheless I’m sending French and Wimbedon resumes in the hope that you may enjoy looking back. Thank you for your patience.

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SAY IT AIN’T SO, JUSTINE !

PARIS - How dare she? How could she?

Women have walked out on me, but this was different. For this one I was prepared to spend the next five years admiring her moves and touch, the way she controlled herself and spiky situations, ever up against overpowering foes.

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June 08 2008 | France and French Open | 3 Comments »

POVERINA ITALIA – LIKE THE GUYS’ OPEN, THE DOLLS MARRED BY DEFAULTS

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Another of the creative images of players used this year at the Italian Open
ROME - You can find anything in this ancient city. But diligent searchers had an almost impossible task in trying to uncover semifinals of the Italian Open.

Four is the normal quota. At last, on a muggy Saturday afternoon, one did pop up: long shot Alize Cornet - she of the lovely name meaning ocean breeze — overcame No. 6 Anna Chakvetadze, 3-6, 6-4, 6-3, as a slim crowd cheered her breezy two-fisted backhands down the line.

By that time the customers were justifiably fed up with the two week tournament. Because of injury pull-outs there were no semis in the men’s precinct, only 38 minutes worth of tennis. Move ahead, the women’s looked promising - until Serena Williams and Maria Sharapova decided not to play, citing pains in the back and the calf respectively.

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May 17 2008 | Rome Masters | No Comments »

A BOSTONIAN FINDS SPRING AGAIN IN ROME – AND A WEIRD ITALIAN OPEN

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The artwork at the Italian Open this year was beautiful images of players....
ROME — For 35 years, a remedy to Boston’s erratic, pseudo spring has seemed to be a flight to the Italian Open and almost guaranteed sunshine. Rome sweet Rome has been the annual escape for me since 1973, a discovery of Il Foro Italico, the playpen whose earthen courts have been such a frustrating mystery for American guys.

Originally named Il Foro Mussolini for the dictator of the 1930s, who had it built and fancied himself as a high-grade hacker playing with a private coach, it nestles beside the Tiber at the foot of Monte Mario. Numerous of Respighi’s glorious “Pines of Rome” are hunched beside the courts, and the crowds become wildly passionate if one of their own is on view. They adored Adriano Panatta, the last homeboy to win the title in 1976, and threw coins at the young Swede, Bjorn Borg, to distract him in the 1978 final against Panatta. Borg cashed in, however, and never returned.

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May 17 2008 | Rome Masters | No Comments »

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