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As soon as sportreview jr is old enough, he’ll be doing this kind of thing. But more likely this.

Jimmy Conners is a legend.

Baseball is generally boring. However, I DO like the idea of people throwing peanuts at you.

Badly Injured Man Not Done Partying Yet – “I tried to tell him sprains don’t heal themselves, but he kept calling me a pussy and telling me to chug.” Ah, this takes me back.

sportreview.net.nz guide to New Zealand sport fans

Rugby Cricket Netball League
Match day

Match itself dreadful bore, but networking top class

Behind the bowlers’ arm or listening to Radio Sport in the bar
You can GO to a game? No way! Waving a big flagĀ  and being there each and every largely unrewarded week
Eating and drinking Buffet left a little to be desired, must have a word to PA on Monday
Off season spent on piss smuggling strategies Milo, mostly, with the odd family sized Milky Bar Big bitter, salty tears of disappointment
Showing support Blues and All Black scarfs kept in boot of the Jag Agonising sunburn and patchy nightclub eviction record Ruth Aitken embossed dinner trays Queues overnight for all matches, sell out or not
Patron saint Colin Meads – so rustic and charming to talk to
Chris Cairns, Adam Parore, or anyone with a bad attitude
Lois Muir. Or Jo Seager The Mad Butcher
TV Good god, no Usually catches highlights on clubhouse big screen, where you’ve been sleeping rough after Cheryl got house and kids, the bitch

Slightly perturbed at missing Coro, but TV’s set to ONE permanently as it is, Mittens ate the jolly remote years ago Away matches at Workingman’s club. Better win / loss record in meat pack raffle than Warriors in NRL

David Foster Wallace Tennis writing

Bookish types (sportreview.net.nz readers are notoriously literary) will have been sad to hear that David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest writer and a fine journalist, took his life last weekend.

As well as being an all-round shit-hot writer, Wallace was a nationally (US) ranked junior Tennis player, and often wrote features on the sport. Here’s what I could find online:

Roger Federer as religious experience – New York Times

Democracy and Commerce at the US Open – Tennis magazine

Tennis, Trigonometry, Tornadoes: A Midwestern boyhood – Harper’s Magazine (pdf, about 3 MB)

Other DFW stuff:

The Onion chips in with NASCAR Cancels Remainder Of Season Following David Foster Wallace’s Death

Get your Enfield Tennis Academy t-shirt

Ryder Cup high five report

I’ve enjoyed the Ryder Cup golf the last two mornings. It’s real tense, with the kind of pressure that makes players want to vomit over two foot putts. Vomit REALLY messes up your line.

But if you want a laugh, watch the high fives. Normally the domain of Basketball players and West Indian fast bowlers, in the Ryder Cup every putt, drive, muesli bar, chip, or bunker shot gets a hand-slap more awkward than a Stephen Hawking breakdance. Try as they might, the Europeans are crap high fiversĀ  – at the end of the Poulter/McDowell match, there was a conspicuous miss. Ouch.

On the American team, Anthony Kim was swinging his arm like a Steffi Graf forehand at playing partner Phil Mickelson. Phil didn’t seem like he wanted to be high fived quite that hard, ta very much, but made up for his lack of hand slap commitment by making his eyes bulge wildly and whoopin’ instead.

It all finishes tomorrow – if you enjoy watching golfers making names for themselves, cracking under the pressure, or pulling out of high fives to save their valuable, valuable hands, take the day off. It’s going to be good.

Links
Harry Pearson Ryder Cup preview
Six great moments from The Guardian
14 1/2 great moments from The Times.
Will Buckley on Europe captain Nick Faldo

Links on Friday (on Saturday)

Big time Basketball guy LeBron James gets his arse handed to him in a trick shot contest by some guy. He’s smiling, but he’s not happy.

Another reason to save pennies for a Wii – Beach Cricket. Still, XBox has Left 4 Dead… lucky I can play Doom on my Mac, eh? At least there’s some cool weapons.

Lazy Pommy journo in trusting Wikipedia shock – nice takedown on B3ta.

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Links on Friday

There’s something not right about Parkour guys – they’re pretty much the new rollerbladers. They do take some nasty spills, though.

If you love fishing, but can’t be arsed with all the rods and that, turns out all you need is a helicopter.

Single? Get yourself a Wolf T-shirt.

Nasty Andy Muray has a scrap with Del Potro. By ‘scrap’ I mean *wussy* verbals at end changes. Umpire does very well to keep a straight face here.

Links on Friday

Everyone loves Top Gear – but are they cool? Really?

“Zombies cannot run – so if you see a person running at you, it’s not a zombie. DON’T shoot him. Give him a high-five.” “You’re blocking one of your own guys out there!” “He doesn’t matter, my safety is more important than his.” This is all invaluable zombie-infestation survival advice, team.

Here’s how to make a single speed hipster bike.

Do I not like that – insane, foul mouthed England football coach doco.

Links on Friday

There’s a lot of monkeys on the telly, as any Breakfast TV viewer knows. Turns out they’re pretty good at the Krypton Factor too. If I could just get my hands on a shaved simian to sit here for the day, I’d be set.

Zinc Oxide is everywhere – be careful out there, team

Michael Phelps Returns To His Tank At Sea World

With computer games, I tend to go for Zombies and shotguns and any combination thereof. But if I played World Of Warcraft, I’d probably be this guy.