Today, I'm taking the opportunity to relax after a grueling U.S. Open season (yes, watching matches deep into the night and getting constant score updates during the day take their toll on a girl) to make a few, more light-hearted and innocuous observations on some of the best players in the game.
My mother is always saying that everybody she sees looks like someone else, and tennis is no exception.
Take for example, the case of Roger Federer. Mom can never seem to recall his face, and my standard response is, "He's the one that looks like Orlando Bloom."
See what I mean? Both are dark, brooding, and arguably sexy.
But they're not the only look-alikes.
Current #1 Rafael Nadal has an impish face and a bohemian style that remind me of one of my favorite Disney characters.
I would argue there's a little bit of magic behind both of their games. After all, is there really such a big difference between soaring through the air on a flying carpet and leaping to great heights to smash an overhead? (They're even both left-handed!)
And, while I don't mean to be rude, doesn't Novak Djokovic bear a striking resemblance to everyone's favorite high school nerd?
No offense, Novak! You're definitely much cuter and, I predict, will age much better than Screech did -- but I would steer clear of any reality TV offers, just to be safe.
If you've read my earlier blog post, you already know my feelings toward U.S. Open runner-up Andy Murray, but I'd be willing to bet that even an objective party couldn't ignore these similarities:
A little tip, Andy -- a quick shave would work wonders.
Finally, lest you think I'm just being catty (I promise, I'm not!), I leave you with my favorite "They Could've Been Brothers" duo -- my dear Pete Sampras with an Entourage star.
And 'til next time, serve well and play hard!