Tiempo

....time.  Is what we have today.   After playing even better tennis yesterday in our quarterfinal than in the first round, Fish and I now have a day off to prepare for our Saturday semi-final. 

What do we do on a day off you ask?....(if you have some more ideas, let us know).

We decided to get a workout on center court this morning as its surface is slightly slower that "center court" which we played on yesterday.  PS...for all tournament directors out there, I don't think it makes sense to have a "stadium court" and a "center court."  I mean, which one is better?  where is the final played?  Its just confusing.  I'd prefer they name them after great Puerto Ricans (like in US with Ashe or France with Chatrier),  like court J-Lo, or they could name one after Edgargo Rivera, my college teammate who made an appearance on Survivor Fiji. 

We got out there nice and early and Fish decided we should play some baseline games, but after two quick, ugly games to 11, we were huffing, puffing, and ready to shake hands after splitting the series and call it a tie.  It was at that point that Fish questioned how people can actually play singles for 5 sets on clay, when we get tired after two baseline games. 

We finished off practice, switched our luggage from our Villa to a member's house (this resort is supposed to fill up by tonight) and were prepared to lounge out and watch the Masters, but coverage won't start for a couple more hours.  Our driver tried hard to convince us to get out on the golf course, but after one surgery this year, Fish didn't want to add shoulder surgery to his resume...So, we decided to saddle up to club grill and order our 12th and 13th turkey burgers for the week as I wrote this blog. 

Hasta Luego.
Booty