Hot everywhere and everyone is talking about it. July all fiery and flaming so much so that you are in a mental daze moving in slow-mo from shady spot to water on repeat. Unless of course you can’t, in which case you are stumbling along on these dog days of summer. We are desperate to think clearly but have to admit defeat in this heat.
There has been tennis, tennis and more tennis happening in my house this week. Tennis watching on the tele that is, well, it is the US Open after all, with a bevy of excellent players from the US crafting some stunning matches, 25 citizens competing this year. To be fair, there are players representing dozens of countries, coming together here as friendly competitors despite politics or national differences. Watching these young athletes is pure joy and absolutely inspiring, yet I found myself ruminating over the term “unforced error.” Commentators throw out the term with no thought over its brutal implication. The error is yours. You should have made the shot, but you didn’t. You are the only cause of your losing game. Brutal, right?
Nine Cent Girl 