Well, no, not really. I don't know how to fish. But I Hate Tennis is taking an injury time-out to put some Ben Gay on my temples and re-string my thoughts.
Look for I Hate Tennis Even More, coming as the tour wraps up this fall. Or maybe when it starts at the Australian Open in 2015. Depends on how quickly the Ben-Gay works its magic.
I leave you with this bit of Tennis Hate: a tennis ball, found stuffed in the grate in SoHo, corner of Prince and Thompson.