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Tennis London • Two Matches, Three Fines: Recapping Kyrgios' Wild Thursday At Queen's Club
Australia's Nick Kyrgios reacts during his Round of 32 match against Spain's Roberto Carballes Baena at the Fever Tree Championship at Queen's Club in London, Britain, 20 June 2019. EPA-EFE/WILL OLIVER
Nick Kyrgios playing two matches in one day? What could possibly go wrong?
A lot could go wrong, of course.
And a lot did.
The good news for Kyrgios was that he won his first-round encounter with lucky loser Roberto Carballes Baena. But wait. Was that actually good news? It simply meant he had to play more tennis later in the day, when a loss would have allowed to spend the rest of the afternoon (and night? and morning?) playing Fifa with Thanasi Kokkankis.
Whatever the case, nothing else that transpired on Friday was even in the realm of being considered "good" for Kyrgios.
Even against Carballes Baena, winning the match was hardly any part of the story.
It all started to go haywire with chair umpire Fergus Murphy before a single ball was struck. The coin toss… yes, the coin toss… caused controversy when Murphy flipped the sliver spheroid onto his own foot, such that it didn't land on either side. Murphy then flicked it with his foot onto one side, such that Carballes Baena won the toss.
"That's not fair," Kyrgios quipped. "You have to redo the coin toss, bro."
Murphy initially refused, but eventually obliged. Kyrgios won it upon the redo…only–after all of that kerfuffle–to let Carballes Baena choose whether to serve or receive.
It only went downhill from there, as the Australian spent much the match's one hour and 30 minutes fuming over line calls (only Centre Court at Queen's Club has the challenge system, and Kyrgios was out on Court 2).
Midway through the first set, Carballes Baena hit a second serve that Kyrgios thought was well long. There was no call from a linesperson and no overrule by Murphy.
"You are taking the f…ing piss," Kyrgios shouted at the chair umpire, loud enough so that anyone even in the remote vicinity of Court 2 could hear. "The ball was this far out (motioning with his hands to indicate a foot). What are you doing up there? Seriously what are you doing up there? I refuse to play."
It was a threat (or some fans might consider it a promise) he made throughout the contest, albeit one that was never carried out.
"If I get more bad calls I'm not playing," he told his team early in the second set. "No joke. Like I'm not kidding. I'm not kidding."
Kyrgios continued to play, but only after Murphy finally let him talk to supervisor Ali Nili following constant pleas by the player.
"You're a joke," Kyrgios seethed during one changeover. "Get the supervisor. I want to talk to him about how bad you are." How bad was Murphy, in Kyrgios' opinion? Let's just say the 24-year-old even had a beef with Murphy's hat.
"Your hat looks ridiculous, also. It's not even sunny."
If it seems like Kyrgios was more interested in things other than his own match, well, he was. During one changeover, instead of arguing with Murphy for once he spent the whole time watching Kevin Anderson vs. Gilles Simon on the adjacent court.
A lack of focus was far from Kyrgios' only problem. Laziness, by his own admission, was another.
"So lazy," he chastised himself. Do something. So lazy you are. You were playing Fifa until 3:00 a.m.; what do you expect?"
If he expected to lose, he was wrong. Despite all the shenanigans, Kyrgios managed to prevail over Carballes Baena 7-6(4), 6-3.
As for getting through two matches in one day, including one against a red-hot Felix Auger-Aliassime just a couple of hours after winning his first-rounder? Now that's a whole different matter altogether.
"There is zero chance I'm winning this match," Kyrgios told some fans sitting courtside before warmups.
But he did have a chance–a good one, in fact, since he actually looked somewhat motivated almost the entire way. A slip on the first point of the third set and an ensuing hip issue, however, soured his mood. The world No. 39 at least manage to hold serve en route to 5-5, but at 5-6 he cracked while serving to stay in the match. It was a final game that began with an underhand serve (which Auger-Aliassime easily deposited for a forehand return winner), a volley at the baseline on a shot by Auger-Aliassime that would have sailed well long, and an unnecessary tweener at deuce.
Following the 6-7(4), 7-6(3), 7-5 loss, Kyrgios flung his racket over the sideline wall. Yes, out of the entire court and onto the Queen's Club grounds.
Serenaded with boos as he exited, Kyrgios turned around and yelled to the fans, "suck my d–k!"
Perhaps knowing that fines were already coming his way, Kyrgios decided not to incur an even bigger hit and actually showed up for his press conference. But, needless to say, he wasn't too enthused about doing so.
"I'm just tired," Kyrgios concluded. "I thought I gave everything today."
Was he tired from playing two singles matches in one day? Or was he tired from staying up late playing Fifa the night before?
"I didn't link that towards my tiredness at all, did I," he argued. "Yeah, I didn't say I was tired from it, did I? That's what happens when you play a couple matches that go for a couple hours. You tend to be tired."
"Have you played a match before," he then asked reporter George Bellshaw.
Bellshaw: "Yeah."
Kyrgios: "Were you fresh after it? Were you?"
Bellshaw: "Not overly."
Kyrgios (sarcastically, of course): "Okay. Good question. Very good question."
He also wasn't thrilled with the the final line of questioning regarding Novak Djokovic, whom Kyrgios recently slammed in a podcast with reporter Ben Rothenberg. In that interview, Kyrgios said Djokovic "just wants to be like Roger (Federer); just wants to be liked so much that I just can't stand him."
Bellshaw: "A couple of days ago Novak said he'd offered to kind of support you in the future. You could go to him if you ever had a problem. Would you consider talking to someone like that?"
Kyrgios: "Why would I?"
Bellshaw: "Just to get some kind of advice."
Kyrgios: "What's he gonna tell me?"
Bellshaw: "I don't know. He said he had a lot of problems when he was younger, struggling coming up, suffering."
Kyrgios: "Okay."
Bellshaw: "Does that interest you at all?"
Kyrgios: "What would he tell me?"
Bellshaw: "I don't know."
Kyrgios: "What do you think he would tell me that I would go there for advice? What would he tell me?"
Kyrgios: "I don't understand with you guys. Like, dude, have you not seen Novak with ball boys and smack balls at people? Do you not see that?"
Bellshaw: "No, I do."
Kyrgios: "How come it doesn't blow up the same when I do it? Why doesn't it?"
Bellshaw: "I think it does sometimes."
Kyrgios: "Does it? Really?"
Bellshaw: "Sometimes."
Kyrgios: "Okay. If you're being honest, which I know you're not, then we can have this conversation another time."
And with that, he was off. Out of the interview room and then gone from The Queen's Club, likely onto the sofa for more Fifa.
He may have escaped more questioning and more tennis playing, but he did not escape the fines.
They were as follows:
$2,500: Unsportsmanlike conduct vs. Carballes Baena
$10,000: Unsportsmanlike conduct vs. Auger-Aliassime
All in a day's work.
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The last time I took on to words to share my blissful experience of visiting Sai Dhaam Shirdi was almost a year back. Baba's grace has been showering upon allowing me to visit and have his darshan every month…His grace, in that sense, is truly boundless. Consequently, every month on the third Friday (almost), the tiresome week signs off bidding good bye to the hard toiled days & opening its arms to welcome and embrace the weekend with a silent wish and hope that Baba's divine vision continue to grace my trip with eternal bliss and contentment. As an afterthought, as I am reliving those moments of the month writing them down, I just remembered that I had reserved the full description of Sai Dhaam Shirdi to some other occasion and (strangely enough) that occasion is still waiting to see the dawn of the day (guess it's high time to get rid of this procrastination stuff!!).
The trip to Sai Dhaam Shirdi is always mesmerizing and now it has become so much a part of life that no sooner does one of the trips completes, the anticipation of the forthcoming starts to hover. So on the designated day, I started from my office in the evening and accompanied one of my friends till metro station with a plan to catch Airport Express Metro therefrom. The day was tiring and fatigued (as all Fridays and Mondays surprisingly are). To avoid last minute rush, we started from the office well in time, however, as luck would have it, the moment we hit the national highway, a massive traffic jam awaited our arrival. Even after spending almost half an hour, the car just managed to cover a very small distance. As the clock was ticking, there were a flurry of thoughts rambling in my mind and soul moving me at the edge of my seat. I couldn't help myself thinking and wondering about the outcome of this race against the time. Somewhere at the back of the mind the "What If" scenarios were also being worked out along-with a silent prayer to Baba to let me reach on time and not to miss the train, which at that moment appeared quite probable. But, fortunately, our crawling managed to take us past the jam and with exactly fifty minutes left for the train departure, I was dropped at the metro station. Without wasting much time, I took the ticket and harped on the first available metro to avoid further loss of time. By a fluke, I made to the station just in time as the clock still displayed ten minutes for the train to start. That indeed appeared a positive start - a good omen, as Paulo Coelho puts in The Alchemist.
The irony of being a lone traveller accompanied me this time too and no sooner did I sank to my seat (which was lower berth), pairs of prying eyes of the fellow passengers scanned me from top to bottom. The look on their faces and the glance they shared amongst themselves made me mindful of the probable proposal which would be hurled to me at any time.
And the next few minutes proved me right when one of those pairs of eyes widened up into a smiling face and supplicating tone, "Are you travelling alone?" That familiar question took me to the flashback of many requests of a similar kind to which I succumbed despite my innate desire to refuse. That's commonly when the request is to exchange the lower berth with some other seat and whenever such proposal is made, I realize that the child in me wakes up incredulously.
Anyways, quite reluctantly, I consented for the seat swap with a consolation that the exchanged seat was also a lower berth albeit side lower. Life is a strange mix of events and sometimes tends to surprise us with its déjà vu element. My arrival to the new seat was again welcomed by another pair of meddling eyes but this time the glance was soothing rather than disturbing and the smile that accompanied was warming rather than conspiring. There was an old lady who was already sitting on that berth and there was some instant association with her that kicked within me. The sight of her instantly reminded me of my grandmother whom I miss badly even now. Thus, when she asked for another seat swap, I couldn't refuse and instantly moved to her seat, even though that was an upper berth. And before moving, I don't know why, the innermost part of my heart nudged me hard to touch her feet and needless to say I did and got her blessings in return. There are no reasons for some of your acts in life and the joy that these deliver eventually absolve you from searching them anyway.
These rounds of seat swapping landed me to the seat near the exit door as against my original berth which was in the middle of the coach. As it was already late night, I retired to sleep in my couch with some long forgotten visions of my good old days with grandmother that lay afresh and anew cloaked under the layers of time and tide. I don't remember when while dabbling with those bouts of anamnesis did the sleep queen actually overtook me in her stride.
Strangely enough I discovered that rest of my mates in the coupe were a part of the same (big) group who were coming from Kaashi Vishwanaath, going back to their home in the south. And unfortunately, most of them were ladies constantly chatting in their regional tongue (perhaps Tamil or Telugu in either case, alien to me) and giggling throughout. Poor fellow, me, could only manage to pop up my head occasionally from the book I was reading and smile meekly still trying to figure in my mind as to who was their subject of constant laughing!!!
"Amma you seem to be lost a bit. Hope all's well?" I asked.
She smiled, "Yes son, it was just that I wanted to make an offering to Baba before culminating the trip. I am a devotee of Sai Baba and when we started for the trip, I requested Him to give me a chance to make an offering to Him during the trip as a token of His blessings. He has been guiding me through-out but my ill luck, I didn't get any chance of making the offering to Him, which is making me restless a bit." She showed me some currency notes and a coin tied in a rubber band which she had kept aside to be offered to Baba when she had started for the trip.
"Amma, I am going to Shirdi. If you wish, I can offer these to Baba's holy feet on your behalf" I said.
Baba always assures HIS children, "If one devotes their entire time to me and rests in me, need fear nothing for body and soul". And as the next set of events unfolded, I became all the more affirmed as to how true HIS assurances and words always are. No sooner did Amma complete her prayer, one of her group member held her from behind smiling and asking, "Where have you gone, we were all looking for you since long".
I was speechless. I took the money from her assuring that I will place them at Baba's lotus feet and bid her good bye.


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