Felix Auger-Aliassime: The Maple-Leaf Messiah Who Forgot to Read the Script By *Dave’s Senior Correspondent for Existential Tennis Meltdowns* PARIS—Somewhere between the first and second espresso this morning, the global tennis-industrial complex realized it has been stood up at the altar again. Felix Auger-Aliassime—Canada’s polite, 6-foot-4 answer to the question “What if a royal guard…
RedZone: The 21st-Century Colosseum Beamed to Your Flat Screen, Pub, and Probable Dystopia By Sebastian “Bas” Mortensen, International Correspondent, Dave’s Locker LONDON—It’s 6:57 p.m. GMT on a Sunday when the Sky Sports satellite uplink crackles alive above a Shoreditch sports bar already vibrating with cheap lager and existential dread. Inside, punters from four continents hush…
Jeff Driskel and the Curious Case of the Disposable Quarterback By Our Man in the Cheap Seats, somewhere over the North Atlantic If the American experiment in late-stage capitalism had a mascot, it might well be Jeff Driskel—an itinerant quarterback whose career arc resembles a Ryanair flight plan: cheap, indirect, and perpetually delayed. The 31-year-old…
De Minaur: The Last Australian Standing in Tennis’s Endless Game of Thrones By Dave’s Locker International Desk SYDNEY—If you squint through the smog of a Pacific bushfire haze, you can almost see the ghost of Pat Cash still arguing with umpires at the net. Australia, the nation that once weaponised tennis whites and exported surly…
The Vuelta a España, the Tour’s moody younger sibling who still wears black nail polish at 35, kicked off last weekend under a sun so brutal even the asphalt looked apologetic. While the planet elsewhere debated which apocalypse to schedule next—climate, debt, or the next crypto-currency—2,000 kilometres of Iberian tarmac offered an alternate reality where…
Colton Herta: The Californian Kid Who Might End Up Driving Europe Mad By our man in the paddock, still nursing an espresso and existential dread Monaco, Thursday, 11:47 a.m. – While the rest of the planet argues over the price of eggs and whether democracy is merely a seasonal flavor, a 23-year-old from Valencia, California—yes,…
