Man, sit down and hold on tight! I just found out something that makes you proud to be Romanian, even though we don't have any players there. Jessica Pegula, world number four, gave it to world leader Arina Sabalenka in Berlin, on grass, with a score that leaves you speechless: 6-2, 6-7, 6-0. Yeah, bro, in the third set, Sabalenka didn't win a single game! The one who's number 1, who hits so hard you'd think she's swinging a chainsaw - turned into cabbage by Pegula. And me, with my BMW installments and arguing with Mioara that there's not enough money, I watch this match and say: 'Look, this woman knows how to make money even on grass!'
Now, let's get into details, because we're not just all talk. The match was played Saturday, in Berlin, at the WTA 500 tournament, which is like a rehearsal for Wimbledon. Pegula, who won the trophy there last year, showed nerves of steel. In the first set, she smashed Sabalenka 6-2, but in the second, the Belarusian fought like crazy and won the tiebreak 7-4. You thought it was over, that Pegula would collapse? Well, in the third set, she came like a tank: 6-0, ice-cold, leaving no chance. Big up, bro, because this is performance.
Sunday, June 21, at 1:00 PM, Pegula plays the final, live on Digi Sport 1. Her opponent? A young Czech, Linda Noskova, ranked 13th in the WTA. Noskova got past Filipina Alexandra Eala in the semis, score 6-2, 6-4. It's going to be a tough match, but Pegula is the favorite, especially since she wants to defend her title and take her 12th WTA trophy of her career. And the prizes? The Berlin tournament has total prizes of over 1.2 million euros - serious money, no joke. With that money, I'd pay my car installments and buy Ioana an iPhone, but she's happy with just a juice on the terrace.
Man, let's be serious: I don't know much about tennis, but I know Pegula is tough. And if she wins tomorrow, I'll watch the match with a liver of beer, like football. Until then, let's enjoy a quality show, at least on TV, because in real life, here, it's all price hikes and scandals. What can you do, that's the life of a bombardier: you watch the green grass of Berlin and dream that you were there too, with your BMW parked next to the court.
