I'm posting this the night before the match is played, but I'm sticking to my prediction that scrappy Serbian Janko Tipsarevic -- whom a few people have accused me of bearing a resemblance to -- will have beaten Andy Roddick by the time I wake up to check the scores Thursday afternoon. Even if I'm wrong, these photos from Men's Vogue (above) are worthy of a post, as is this one of his back tattoo.
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Just his name, Janko, sends my thoughts on a dirty little trip. He's such a smokin' hot cutie, and I really enjoy the smart way he plays.
I hope he gives Roddick a tough match. I figure now that Andy is engaged, his career will head south quickly. (It happened to my hero Stefan Edberg, and he was twice the player Andy is.)
I'll have to keep the live score tracker up on my computer at work today...
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