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Top Five Tuesday — Top Five Highlights From A U.S. Open Weekend

I missed church on Sunday.  But I had a really good reason to do so.

Julie and I spent this weekend in Queens, New York, taking in two full days of the US Open tennis tournament.  With all the travelling Julie does for her job, both flights and accomodations were essentially free of charge (check perk of marrying well here).

Here I am in Arthur Ashe stadium just before play began on Saturday.

Talbot at Ashe

Talk about a “kid in a candy store” kind of weekend.  Here are the top five highlights:

1.  The USTA Billie Jean King National Tennis Center & Arthur Ashe Stadium.  Some of you may know that between 1985 & 1987 — just after college and just before seminary — I worked for the USTA, the not-for-profit organization that owns and operates the U.S. Open.  As such, I went to the Open at Flushing Meadows plenty of times in the mid-80s — the final time in 1986.  Well, the transformation of that locale in the 29 intervening years is nothing short of remarkable.  The U.S. Open might well be played on the same site but it is not at all the same venue.  What had been gritty, spartan, and utilitarian is now majestic, interactive, and stunning.  Terms like “overhaul” and “makeover” don’t do the transformation justice.  Best of all was an interactive exhibit called “The U.S. Open Of Tomorrow” which reveals that even greater changes loom in the next four years.

USTA BJK NTC

 

2.  Reunions.   All along, we planned to have weekend reunions with former colleagues from the USTA (who actually helped with tickets!), college tennis teammates, and even old friends from the days of playing competitive tennis in Texas in the 1970s.  Each in their own way proved to be reunions that I didn’t want to end.

  • USTA friends — not enough time to find out what everyone else in our little office is doing with their lives these days.  Yet there’s nothing like handing out a copy of The Storm Before The Calm to spice up a conversation.
  • Princeton Tennis Friends —  what amazed me was our ability to pick up conversations as if a 30 year pause had never occurred.  We reverted back to the same mannerisms, patterns of speech, and penchant for tennis detail that characterized our conversations in the early 1980s.  And we mustered up the same disdain for old rivals and the same wistful respect for departed teammates we’ve always had.
  • Texas Tennis Friends — In 1979, Craig Kardon and I won the Texas State Doubles Championship for Boys’ 18-and-under.  He’s gone on to a high profile career as a tennis coach, working in earlier years with Martina Navratilova and Ana Ivanovic and currently with Coco Vandeweghe.  Through the magic of Twitter, Craig and I have reconnected and we planned a rendezvous in Flushing Meadow.  What I wasn’t counting on, however, was the appearance of two other former rivals/friends — Chris Huff and Vince Menard — guys I had figured I would never see again.  And yet there they were, and there our conversations quickly zeroed in on matches won and lost, grudges held and released, friendships forgotten and renewed.  Here are the four of us:

Kardon, Huff, Menard

From left:  Vince Menard (played for Texas Tech), Craig Kardon (Univ. of Texas), Chris Huff (Vanderbilt), me (Princeton).

3.  Roger Federer, live.  I have watched and rooted for Federer on TV since his first Wimbledon in 2003.  But until this weekend, I’d never seen him play live.  Now I have — on Saturday, under a blazing sun, Julie and I watched him routine Philip Kohlschreiber 6-3, 6-4, 6-4.  Mark that off the bucket list.

4.  Kevin Anderson vs. Dominic Thiem, up close and personal.  As unforgettable as “Federer, Live” was, the real treat came a couple of hours later while watching a match between two players known only to serious tennis fans: 16th ranked Kevin Anderson and 20th ranked Dominic Thiem.  Why such a treat?  We watched this one from a ringside seat at Court 17, an intimate venue that seats about 3,000 fans.  And to watch the modern game at such close range was breathtaking.  The pace, spin, power, and timing of these two players was simply inconceivable — and I’ve grown up in the game & could actually play it fairly well back in the day.  The changes in technology, technique, and fitness all combine to make tennis in 2015 a fundamentally different sport from what it was back in 1980.

 

Court 17

5.  Small World, Really Small World.  As we found our seats for the Saturday night session, I noticed that the man sitting next to us looked familiar.  I wracked my brain.  He was distinguished, well dressed, looking like he could be a Wall Street magnate.  I thought:  famous titan of industry?  Or maybe something closer to home:  well known preacher?  Even a bit of dread:  a United Methodist bishop?  Then I settled on it:  he must be a TV newscaster.  He just had that look.  So I decided not to bother him.  But as we got up to leave, I couldn’t resist:  “I’m sorry,” I said, “But have we met before?  Have I seen you on TV a bunch or do you work for a church?”  Sly smile on his face:  “Well, I do coach basketball.”  And then the clouds lifted and I stammered out, “Davidson!  McKillop!”  That’s who it was — Bob McKillop, head coach of Davidson’s NCAA basketball team.  He could not have been nicer, either that night at the stadium or the next morning as we took the same plane home.  But what are the odds that in a 23,000 seat tennis stadium in Queens, NY we get seats next to someone else from Mecklenburg County?  I didn’t think quickly enough to hand him a copy of The Shadow Of A Doubt, but as with all small world stories, there may well be a next time.

 

McKillop

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