I wish I could say that I saw Heather Watson play at the 2009 US Open. But the truth is that I did not. Having had my heart repeatedly broken by supposedly promising Juniors who somehow never seemed to deliver, I no longer invest as emotionally in the Juniors as I once did.
And lest you think that I am being just a fair-weather fan, let me assure you that I am not. You want proof? Well, I once flew all the way to Costa Rica to watch Scoville Jenkins play in the Copa Del Café -- only to see him fold up like a wet blanket in an early round. And I truly (honestly, from my heart) believed that Jamaica’s Dustin Brown
would have been a force to be reckoned with right by now. Yet, at the ripe old age of 23, he continues to reside among the bottom feeders. And let’s not talk about Alize Cornet. After she won the Girls Roland Garros in 2007, I jumped on her bandwagon faster than you could say freedom fries. But now I feel the urge to ask, what has she done for me lately?
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