Please Catapult Me to Luxembourg
If you happen to be a non-follower of women’s professional tennis, you may have never heard of Ana Ivanovic of Serbia and Daniela Hantuchova of Slovakia. But if they seem vaguely familiar, you may have seen them in that Sony Ericsson television commercial where these Eastern European girls defied gravity and physics as they traded groundstrokes on the rooftop of a building. (Curious? See it here.)
The superb athletic prowess of both ladies has allowed them to be counted as among the ten best players in the world of the Women’s Tennis Association (WTA) official world rankings. Any regular guy who is arrogant and cocky enough to think that he can return Ivanovic’s blistering serve or Hantuchova’s sharp forehand will surely find himself ego-deflated and emasculated. So why do we insist on watching them, anyway? Simple: thousands of years of evolution have dictated that human beings have the irresistible urge to gawk at stunningly beautiful members of their species.
And so what happens after Ana and Daniela defeated their chunky semi-final opponents over the weekend to set up the title clash of Fortis Championships, an indoor tournament in Luxembourg? Only two things, actually:
1. People will realize that the semi-retired Anna Kournikova is not the only pretty girl in the sport, and unlike Kournikova, current beautiful tennis players like Ivanovic and Hantuchova can actually win tournaments;
2. The whiny Friendster blogger known as "myself" is praying hard that either science fiction or divine intervention will catapult him to Luxembourg to watch the championship game in real time.
So, any takers? :p
