Alright, alright, let’s talk about this tennis match, you know, the one with them fellas, Borna Coric and that other guy, Struff. Sounds like a mouthful, don’t it? Like somethin’ you’d cough up after eatin’ too much dust. But anyways, these young’uns, they were smackin’ a ball around, tryin’ to win somethin’ or other.
Borna Coric versus Jan-Lennard Struff, that’s the ticket. Heard tell it was at some fancy place, Indian Wells, somethin’ like that. Sounded like a desert to me, hot and dry, makes you wanna drink a whole bucket of water. These boys, they weren’t drinkin’ no water, they was runnin’ and hittin’ and sweatin’ like pigs in July.
- Match Name: Borna Coric vs Jan-Lennard Struff
- Location: Some fancy place, Indian Wells I think they called it.
- What they were doin’: Hittin’ a fuzzy ball over a net, tryin’ to win.
Now, I don’t know much about this tennis stuff, you know. Back in my day, we just tossed horseshoes, much simpler, and you didn’t have to run so darn much. But this here match, folks was makin’ a big fuss about it. Talkin’ ’bout watchin’ it live, on the “stream” they said. Sounded like a creek to me, but I guess it’s somethin’ on that there internet thingy, the one my grandkids are always glued to.
They was sayin’ you could watch these fellas, Coric and Struff, on somethin’ called Prime Video, or maybe that DAZN thing. Sounded like a bunch of gibberish to me, but I reckon it means you could see ’em play without leavin’ your armchair. Fancy that! Back in my day, you wanted to see somethin’, you had to walk there, uphill both ways, even if it was flat!
So, this Coric fella, and that Struff one, they was battlin’ it out, see? Tryin’ to get to the next round, like some kinda fight, but with rackets ‘stead of fists. Heard tell it was the second round, or maybe the third. Lost track, to be honest. Too many rounds for my old brain to keep up with. They was playin’ at somethin’ called the BNP Paribas Open, another mouthful, and then somethin’ else, the Rolex Monte-Carlo Masters. Sounded like a car show to me, all them fancy names.
Where to Watch Coric and Struff: Folks say you could watch ’em on that Prime Video, or that DAZN, or maybe even for free somewhere on that internet. I wouldn’t know how to find it, but those youngsters, they seem to figure it out.
Anyways, these boys, Coric and Struff, they kept hittin’ that ball, back and forth, gruntin’ and moanin’ like they was liftin’ hay bales. One would win a point, then the other, and folks would cheer, or maybe groan, dependin’ on who they was rootin’ for. It’s like watchin’ chickens fight, only with more runnin’ around and less feathers flyin’.
And then, someone wins, I guess. Don’t rightly know who won this time, Coric or Struff, didn’t stick around long enough to see. Too much yappin’ and screamin’ for my likin’. But that’s how it goes, ain’t it? Someone wins, someone loses, and then they gotta do it all over again next time. Just like life, I reckon. You win some, you lose some, and mostly you just keep on goin’ till you can’t no more.
Live Stream and Replays: They say you can watch these matches live, or catch a replay later. If you missed it, don’t fret, it’ll probably be on that internet thingy again, waitin’ for ya.
So, there you have it. Borna Coric versus Jan-Lennard Struff. Two fellas, a ball, a net, and a whole lotta runnin’. More excitin’ than watchin’ paint dry, I suppose, but not as excitin’ as a good rain after a long dry spell. That’s somethin’ worth cheerin’ for.
But hey, to each their own, right? If them youngsters wanna watch folks hittin’ a ball, that’s their business. Me? I’ll stick to my horseshoes and a nice cup of tea. Less runnin’, less fuss, and a whole lot more peace and quiet. Now if you’ll excuse me, I got some gardenin’ to do, them weeds ain’t gonna pull themselves. And that’s somethin’ I understand a whole lot better than this here tennis stuff.
Date: Heard someone say they played in March, and then another time in November. Must be a busy schedule they got.
