A few weeks ago, I realized U.S. Open season was coming up, and I didn’t have tickets.
Steph and I did some chatting on the Twitters about it, and then one day I got into work early, locked myself in a breakout room, and clicked over to my gmail for a hot second to see…
Hell yeah! I went with Steph, Jenny and my friend Courtney last Monday, Labor Day.
We saw Victoria Azarenka and Aleksandra Krunic play. Azarenka was ranked in the top 20 in the world, Krunic somewhere around 145th. We thought we were in for a snoozer of a match, but Krunic gave her a serious run for her money.
It was a nice night, even if it was a little warm.
Up next for the men were Milos Raonic and Kei Nishikori. I’d met Milos a few weeks earlier, so it was AWESOME to see him play. But I was exhausted, and we left by just before 11, when they were still in the first set. The match ended up going to 5 sets, and I was happy I was long asleep by the time it was over. We’d gotten the tickets super cheap and I saw a great first match, so I was okay with this.
A few days later, I noticed an ad on Facebook promoting a contest that Emirates Airlines was doing at the U.S. Open. FACEBOOK RETARGETING WORKS!
Courtney and I had taken a TERRIBLE selfie, but I figured it was worth posting it for a chance to win, right?
FOR THE TICKETS. I’ll do it for the tickets. You never know…
And then, Saturday afternoon…
So last night, I headed out to Queens for the men’s finals with my partner in crime, Courtney.
Turns out Kei Nishikori, who was playing Raonic when we left last week, had made it to the finals to play Marin Cilic in an underdog matchup. We made it out there halfway through the first set, and watched as Cilic handily beat Nishikori. It clearly just wasn’t Nishikori’s night.
But first, let us take one more super-flattering Honey Deuce selfie. This one wins nothing except maybe some recommendations for good moisturizer or a wonderful dermatologist for some Botox for me.
What’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever won?