2 days ago
- Entertainment
- New York Post
Iga Swiatek's excessive celebration evokes memories of infamous Wimbledon farce
I wasn't born a cynic, let alone a skeptic. Believing what I was told — especially as delivered through our black-and-white, wait-to-warm-up Zenith — I was fully sold on Mr. Green Jeans' overalls being green, like the Red Sox's new uniforms.
Covering sports has made me cynical. I even eye the celebrations of Wimbledon victors with a conditioned suspicion.
Last Saturday, after Iga Swiatek crushed Amanda Anisimova 6-0, 6-0 in 57 minutes to win her sixth major and first Wimbledon, Swiatek's response after the last point seemed, well, excessive — as if she were putting on a show for photographers, sponsors and all gathered media.
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It seemed, as they say over there, that the pudding was overly egged, as if the match's foregone conclusion ended an epic, hard-fought marathon. She threw herself on the ground, face up, fists clenched in dramatic flamboyance — as if she didn't know this match was something of a walkover farce.
