So, I finally got around to watching that Eubanks vs Ruud match I’d bookmarked mentally. Planned to sit down properly, maybe take some notes, you know, actually pay attention for once.
Got the TV on, settled in. Perfect. Then, wouldn’t you know it, the dog starts barking like crazy. Non-stop. Turns out, the kid next door was practicing his trumpet again, right by the fence. Sounded like a dying goose. Had to go out, have a word. Not really a confrontation guy, but the dog was losing its mind, and honestly, so was I. Took longer than I thought, neighbour was apologetic but the kid needs to practice, fair enough I guess. Still annoying.
By the time I got back inside, peace and quiet restored, I’d missed a good chunk of the first set. Typical. Just my luck. Tried to catch up, flipping between the live action and checking scores online to piece together what happened.
From what I saw, Eubanks was doing his thing. Big serves, coming to the net. Pretty exciting to watch when it works. But, you know, sometimes it doesn’t. Lots of errors too, seemed like. High risk, high reward, that style.
Ruud, well, he’s just solid, isn’t he? Gets a lot of balls back. Doesn’t seem fazed by the big shots. Just keeps grinding. You could see him trying to make Eubanks hit extra balls, waiting for the mistake. That’s his game plan usually, and it looked like it was working okay from the bits I saw.
It’s funny watching players with such different styles. One guy all power and flair, the other just relentless consistency. Makes you think. Anyway, ended up watching the highlights later to get the full picture. Missed the live flow because of that trumpet fiasco. Still, got the gist of it. Ruud just seemed a bit more steady throughout, weathered the storm. That’s tennis sometimes, eh?
