Not a whole lot of time to delve into prose here, but I did want to get some pictures up. I got to cap a three-week east coast swing off with a trip to Flushing Meadows and the US Open men’s and women’s semis and finals, on assignment for Sports Illustrated.
I used to go all the time as a kid growing up on Long Island, and things have certainly changed in 30-something years… Different names on the marquee, both on the court–as Connors and Navratilova, Wilander and Graf have given way to Roger and Serena, Rafa and Vika–and above it as well, as the cavernous Arthur Ashe has taken over from the now-downsized Louis Armstrong from back in my day (did I just say that?). About the only thing that hasn’t changed, aside, of course, from the food concessionaires’ propensity toward near-criminal prices for comestibles ($16 for a brisket sandwich? Would you like $6.50 fries with that? As John McEnroe might say, you cannot be serious!) is the speed and intensity of the game itself, though, and I enjoyed the trip on the 7 train just as much now as I did back then.
Color photos: Canon 1D-X, 400mm f2.8 L-II, 70-200mm f2.8 L-II, 24-70mm f2.8 L-II, TS-E 24mm f3.5 L-II
Black-and-white photos: Leica M (T240), 21mm f 2.8 Elmarit Aspheric, 50mm f1.4 Summilux