Author: Christopher Glotfelty (Page 53 of 67)

Nadal wins 4th Rome Masters title

In extending his winning streak on clay to 30 matches, Nadal captured a record 4th Rome Masters championship. He defeated defending champion Novak Djokovic in straight sets.

“I had my chances,” said Djokovic, who rallied to beat Roger Federer in the semifinals. “He overcomes the pressure better than me, that’s why he’s the best in the world. But overall, I’m pretty happy with the week.”

Nadal broke an Open Era tie with Thomas Muster, who won Rome titles in 1990, 1995 and 1996. Jaroslav Drobny and Martin Mulligan also each won three titles before the Open Era.

Rome is a key warmup for the French Open, which begins in three weeks with Nadal the four-time defending champion.

Nadal broke serve in the opening game of the match, but Djokovic had his chances in the first set before losing control for good in the tiebreaker, sending a weak backhand drop-shot attempt into the net on Nadal’s third set point.

Nadal improved his Rome record to 22-1 and is a tour-best 38-3 this year, winning five of the eight tournaments he’s entered.

It was his 15th Masters Series title, one more than Roger Federer and two shy of Andre Agassi’s record of 17.

So, I’m just throwing this out there: Who do you think will win the French Open this year? My money is on 648th-ranked Darko Madjarovski from Serbia though something tells me my notions are misguided. I’ll say Nadal comes out on top, but not before a challenging five-setter from Serbia’s favorite son.

Should Selena Roberts’ reporting be questioned?

In his new column, Jason Whitlock of the KC Star reminds us of Selena Roberts’ past missteps in reporting. Roberts is currently receiving loads of attention for investigating Alex Rodriguez’s steroid history, which is highlighted in her new biography, “A-Rod.”

In 2006, Roberts covered the story for the New York Times about players from Duke’s lacrosse team that were involved in a potential rape. The allegations were since proven false, and Roberts never retracted the overzealous statements made in her columns.

Why it’s being treated as an unimpeachable piece of journalism can only be explained by the cushy position she’s been handed by The New York Times, ESPN and Sports Illustrated and the unchallenged institutional bias found within the elite sports media institutions.

Like the Duke lacrosse players, the elite media have decided that Alex Rodriguez is fair game for abuse. Rules of fairness do not apply.

In a rush to prove its racial even-handedness, the media initially chose to swallow the accusations of a black stripper over white college students. Roberts and others made fools of themselves. They were given the leeway to do so only because lacrosse players aren’t part of the NCAA money-making machine and unlikely to be future subjects of high-profile stories.

The players were convenient, vulnerable targets.

So is Rodriguez. Like Barry Bonds, A-Rod is a threat to surpass Babe Ruth (and Hank Aaron) on the home run chart. A-Rod, a Dominican, is the dominant player in a sport that is almost solely analyzed and defined by white American sports writers and broadcasters.

I am not asserting a nationwide racial conspiracy against minority baseball players. I’m in no way stating that Roberts’ pursuit of Rodriguez is motivated by race. I’m asserting that the media’s unwillingness to publicly and aggressively challenge itself breeds unequal and unfair coverage.

As a lifelong baseball fan, I’m kind of disappointed in myself for not really giving a damn. Selena Roberts seems like a egotistical reporter and A-Rod seems like an egotistical ballplayer. I wouldn’t want to spend my Sunday with either of them.

I have, however, thought it was fairly suspicious that this flood of evidence all came at the same time. If A-Rod has always been so disliked throughout the league, I’m sure more than one player would’ve reported something (anonymously or openly) to someone in the media. As we’ve seen, the “locker room code” of keeping mum about steroids, women, and cheating isn’t as respected as we previously thought. Since the beginning, I’ve been questioning Roberts’ reporting tactics. In the book, much of the dirt was given by unnamed sources or presented without any information on how it was obtained.

I’d like to know where this heap of damaging evidence came from before we lynch one of the best players in the history of the game. He is, and you know it. If it was all a hoax and A-Rod is really a lab creation, then fine. He’s never won a World Series so steroids as of yet have failed to buy a championship. That brings me some solace.

In all honesty, I’d like to see the guy succeed when he comes back. I agree with fellow Scores Reporter Anthony Stalter in believing that A-Rod is just a weird dude with a bunch of issues. He’s a talented wacko who has always had the ability to put up large stats. Now that everything is out in the open, I’d like to see how he plays under all this scrutiny. I don’t say this because I’m a fan of A-Rod or the Yankees. Far from it, actually. I just love baseball and love watching the best players play it. If he can’t play it well upon return, then we’ll all know what is what.

If he fails, then hey, there’s still Pujols, Kinsler, Longoria, Utley…the list goes on, really.

Is Bonds only safe in Frisco?

Art Spander of Real Clear Sports has an interesting column up concerning Barry Bonds’ recent seclusion. Sander feels that, over time, sports fans will learn to embrace the troubled slugger.

A cheater? A steroid user? A perjurer? Those are the claims against Bonds, and the reasons that, as his career wound down and the home run totals went up, Barry was booed virtually everywhere.

Except San Francisco.

Where this season, the fans have taken to booing Manny Ramirez, who has never been accused of anything similar to Bonds’ sins, but plays for the franchise that drives San Francisco partisans to frustration, the Los Angeles Dodgers.

The Dodgers, hailed and hated, came to San Francisco for a three-game series. Bonds came out of, well, it might not have been hiding – but he does spend his days down in Beverly Hills – to be a willing viewer and to be willingly viewed.

There was Barry, in the seat adjoining that of the individual in charge of the Giants, Bill Neukom, receiving a standing ovation. There was Manny on the diamond, receiving derision for no reason other than he’s Manny. And a Dodger.

Sander is dead on throughout his piece. As supporters of our favorite teams, it’s in our blood to despise rivals no matter what players are on the opposition. That’s why you never see trades or signings within the same division. As far as baseball is concerned, the last one I remember is when Johnny Damon was traded from Boston to New York. As expected, Damon gets booed every time he returns to Fenway.

Bonds spent the bulk of his career with the Giants and gave San Francisco dozens of historical moments that will not only live on in infamy within the city, but all of baseball. Any punishment he’s received has been deserved — Bonds even knows this. Still, he should be welcomed in San Francisco because of his performance playing the game for their team. Bonds didn’t taint the franchise — he tainted himself.

Of course, Spander broaches the subject of whether or not Bonds will play again. I agree with him in thinking it won’t happen. Nevertheless, I always thought it would be a kick in the pants to see Bonds play for a team like the Royals instead of the Yankees or Red Sox. The media circus would be less manic and Barry could help a team in serious need of power.

Twittering Athletes


As I write this, I’m amazed that I could simultaneously post a message on my Twitter account that reads: Writing a new post for Scores Report. Very excited. Still haven’t showered. The thing is, while I’m in awe of the technology, I’m not overly excited about it. I could never fathom why anybody would want to know what I’m doing throughout my day. I imagine that my friends (or “followers”) would finish reading my “tweet,” and have the mental thought of, “God, what a loser. Why would he post this?” Maybe not. However, after reading various friends’ and professional athletes’ Twitter posts, I’m always let down. What was I expecting? These people are just as boring or normal as I am. Instead of sitting here reading what other people are doing, I could be doing something more constructive. So, no, I don’t have a Twitter account. I don’t have a MySpace page or a Facebook account, either. If friends want to know what I’m doing, they can hit me up on my pager. Just kidding. Nevertheless, I do see the upside of certain sports figures posting frequent updates about the state of their teams or careers. It’s just when it borders on the excruciatingly mundane or stupid that I yearn for the days of the telegram.

Upside

On April 24th, those who checked Lance Armstrong’s Twitter learned that French anti-doping authorities had thankfully dropped charges against the cyclist that could have banned him from the Tour de France. Really think about that for a second. This information, which is important to so many people, was available before any media outlet could report it. Yes, blogs have shown the ability to run news and rumors more quickly than traditional media, but Twitter reveals “stories” first-hand, because it comes straight from the horse’s mouth. I think that’s incredible. Of course, there are two sides to every coin, and what one athlete “tweets” can obviously contradict a more truthful report – the kind television and newspaper journalists spend hours putting together. In a society of whirlwind information, we need those institutions now more than ever. Anybody who’s seen Season 5 of “The Wire” can attest to this statement. Although, blogs and now Twitter provide instantaneous content, those who operate them understand their audience and the “quick fix” it expects. What I appreciate about newspapers is the fact that they compile information from a myriad of sources before presenting this data in a single story. Still, it’s only a matter of time before ESPN starts a show called “The Chirp” (or something equally insipid) that does a run down of the best of athletes’ Twitter accounts. If not, they’ll at least include it in their rolling crawl at the bottom of the screen.

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Lucky blokes: Wimbledon prize money increases

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Even though the British pound has dropped 25 percent against the dollar and 11 percent against the euro since last year’s Wimbledon, the fine folks at the All England Club have decided to increase the prize money by 6.2 percent for this year’s tournament.

The prize for each of the men’s and women’s champions went up by 13.3 percent to 850,000 pounds ($1.24 million), organizers said Tuesday, but the pound’s weak exchange rate means that translates to a reduction in dollars of 17 percent from last year’s $1.49 million.

Buoyed by a new television contract in Asia and the extension of its commercial agreement with IBM, the tournament has also raised the total prize fund for the June 22-July 5 tournament by 6.2 percent to 12.55 million pounds ($18.38 million).

But that still compares unfavorably to last year’s $23.46 million despite the increase being nearly double the 3.4 percent hike the All England Club managed 12 months ago.

All England Club chairman Tim Phillips said the event was doing what it could to help offset the weakened exchange rates and maintain the prestige among players of the only grass-court Grand Slam.

“Most of the players here don’t bank in sterling,” Phillips said. “We have to be mindful of the fact that a year ago it was $2 to the pound.”

It’s strange to hear that the value of the pound is dropping against the dollar — it’s usually the other way around. As a result, the likely winners of the 2009 Wimbledon tournament will actually receive less money than they would have in 2008. That is, of course, unless they’re from the UK, and the greatest hope there lies in Andy Murray. So, Roger Federer, Rafael Nadal, Novak Djokavic, Serena Williams, and Dinara Safina, the All England Club apologizes in advance. Still, $1.24 million (936,609 euro) should be enough to brighten your spirits.

Despite these monetary woes, the All England Club has invested a good deal of sterling into tennis’ premier event. This year’s Wimbledon will see the unveiling of the brand new retractable roof over Centre Court.

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