Nita's Blog

     What a weekend with the All Williams Wimbledon final at the All England Club in London.

     I couldn’t lose.

     Had Steffi Graf been in the stands, I would’ve had all my past favs from the  women’s side (Billie Jean and Martina were) there to watch the Venus and Serena showdown.

      As you see, I’m a tennis fan from long ago.

     And today, there’s no better tennis final than a grand slam featuring the sisters.

     I couldn’t lose regardless which sister raised the silver platter at the end of the day.

     See, I am a younger sister.

     Whenever Serena wins, it’s a victory for those of us with older sisters… for those of us who don’t play follow the leader behind our older sisters.

     When Serena won her two Wimbledon singles titles over Venus it was a victory for the younger set.

     The other side of the whole thing: Venus is my favorite player. She has been since she broke onto the scene ten years ago and Graf retired.

     So, no matter who won, I won, too.

     Venus is special to me because when she exudes such joy when she wins. After last year’s win over Marion Bartoli, she bounded around the court and posed for photos with the glee of a little kid on her face.

     Most 28-year-old pro athletes are a bit jaded and their celebrations tend to show it. 

     She’s a ferocious player, a poised player. Contrarily, she exacts a surgical strike when she must.

     In victory she becomes so pleasant again.

     So, this weekend with her win, I won, too.

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