Well, to start off, I’d like to apologise to all those avid “Wesley Moodie” blog readers who were eagerly awaiting my next blogging sensation from Wimbledon 2009, only to be let down by a non-appearance. That was due to a combination of writers block, renovations, a semi-final appearance in the doubles, a full house and last but not least, my forever-full-of-energy two year old daughter, Danica.

Well, to touch on Wimbledon….poor Roddick. I’m sure Coach Larry Stefanki did not foresee the importance of practicing Roddicks’ high backhand volley to the open court much. Probably an extra ten high backhand volleys in practice could have won him an extra point in the 2nd set tie-break and given him a two sets to love lead and a very probable Wimbledon victory. Not surprising that Roddick pulled out of Davis Cup and other tournaments. These injuries seem to flare up at the most inconvenient times. (I would have done the same though….) Rogers 15th could be considered a lucky one!

I have now had four of five weeks off and I’m ready to tackle the remaining four months of the tennis calendar.

In my time off, I’ve played quite a bit of squash, have done some lifting in the gym, went back to school - fortunately to take my two year old daughter to nursery, 2 mornings a week, and had some sleepless nights with renovations and was rushed off to hospital in an ambulance - just your normal kind of stuff during a tennis players time off.

Turns out I have some non-life threatening heart problem, or what I like to call an IRREGULARITY. But nothing to worry about – it’s hereditary and both my 96 yr old grandfather and his older brother are still going strong. So I hope some of you are around to read my Wimbledon 2065 blog.  Turns out my heart doesn’t like heavy training, mixed with lack of sleep, a high-caffeine diet and stress from renovations-gone-wrong.  

(Actually, in reality the whole episode was a test of love – just to make sure my wife still loves me. The tears were believable but the stress-induced rash which appeared the following day was fairly convincing.)

I am presently in Montreal - where USA meets France. It is quite intriguing really. I just got back to my room now after going to a fashion show. Novak Djokovic managed to steal the night dressed in a kind of waste coat and not much else. After teasing the audience around the room, he finally let go of it and paraded his tight speedo-like underwear. I was hoping the blonde girl behind him would do something similar but then I thought it would be more like a vanishing trick and maybe it would be best if the clothes stayed on to give some more “body” to a very frail outline.

Well, it is off to bed for me, if anything exciting happens during the week I’ll be sure to let you all know. I’ll try and write again but if not then it will next be from the unlikeliest place to hold an ATP 1000 series event - Cincinnati, or more accurately a rather small town called Mason. Mason is rather like an unattractive girl with a great personality….

Au revoir tout le monde!