A Wolfson in Sheep's Clothing

Tracy Wolfson's post-match interview with Lleyton Hewitt on Sunday at the U.S. Open was truly unreal. I'm not sure how this pint-size reporter got her job, but it's pretty sad that CBS would have such a knowledgeable group working in the booth (you can't beat John McEnroe and Mary Carillo) yet still hire people who know nothing about the game of tennis to actually interact with the players.

I'm not a big fan of the oft-grumpy Hewitt, but he really did handle himself quite nicely given the fact that he had just finished an exhausting five-set match — and Wolfson was completely out of line.

My co-worker and friend Lynn always had this theory that Hewitt must not be such a bad guy because even when he had his setback year in 2003, he would always continue to stay at the Grand Slam events to watch his then-fiance Kim Clijsters play her matches. (Something we all know Jimmy Connors would have never done for Chris Evert back in the day.) This made Hewitt — if nothing else — a "good boyfriend" in Lynn's eyes.

Of course, then there was that mysteriously abrupt end of the engagement followed by his impregnating an Australian soap star and marrying her ...

Cherish Is the Word

If you're anything like I am, your entire life revolves around Lisa Kudrow's brilliant show "The Comeback."

I'm not a fan of spoilers, but let it suffice to say that the finale was everything you could wish for and more. I immediately watched it a second time because I couldn't even believe what I had just witnessed.

If you haven't seen it yet, check it out. Oh, and HBO big shots: if you're reading this please renew this show. It's the best thing on television — pay or otherwise.

A Little More Love (Deadbeat Boyfriend Permitting)

We just got tickets to see Olivia Newton-John on Oct. 11 here in New York City. When I was a little kid, Olivia was my fave — well, until Deborah Harry entered my consciousness.

I certainly hope her missing boyfriend doesn't louse up my fun.

For Your Eyes Only

My friend Matt Noonan co-wrote what is described as a "brutally honest sketch review" called "Your Favorite Kid Is Ugly" being performed at the Skybox Theatre in Chicago and it looks like a riot.

The theme is pretty mean spirited, so I can't help but wonder why I didn't have anything to do with this (we all know how I feel about handicapped people with a positive attitude). Matt: after all of those disapproving looks you gave me and now you do this? How fun!

If you're in Chicago be sure to check it out and let me know if it's as hilarious as it sounds.

Georgia Peach

It was hard to decide who to root for when we arrived at Arthur Ashe Stadium to see Tommy Haas take on Robby Ginepri on Saturday night at the U.S. Open. They're both so hot and each have interesting styles — and they both seem really nice.

Michael and I had nose-bleed seats but quickly moved down near courtside for this thrilling five-set slugfest. In the end, Marietta's finest Ginepri pulled out the match, putting yet another American in the round of 16.

Andy who?

A.J. Struts His Stuff

I think my nephew, A.J., has a future in male modeling.