After starting 17 days ago (Tuesday, actually), play has just been suspended in the longest match in Wimbledon history. American John Isner (above) and Frenchman Nicolas Mahut have bashed the little green ball back and forth for over NINE HOURS on their way to a fifth set that is scored 59-59. The 6-foot-9 man-boy Isner looked like he was going to puke before Mahut's pleading to stop the match was granted. Meanwhile, the announcer on Radio Wimbledon hasn't been to toilet in more than seven hours, and the multitude of live-bloggers have bleeding eyeballs fingers.
While some have asked if it's even legal for a French tennis player to work for more than eight hours at a time (labour law humour! heyooh!), others -- like the aforementioned Guardian live-bloggers -- have more pressing concerns:
"Darkness is falling. This, needless to say, is not a good development, because everybody knows that zombies like the dark. So far in this match they've been comparatively puny and manageable, only eating a few of the spectators in between bashing their serves.
But come night-fall the world is their oyster. They will play on, play on, right through until dawn. Perhaps they will even leave the court during the change-overs to munch on other people. Has Roger Federer left the grounds? Perhaps they will munch on him, hounding him down as he runs for his car, disembowelling him in the parking lot and leaving Wimbledon without its reigning champion. Maybe they will even eat the trophy too."
As play has been suspended due to exhaustion and/or fear of zombie attack, we're pretty sure both Isner and Mahut just want to go home and weep openly at this point. But! In what will surely feel like Groundhog Day: Wimbledon Edition, the two will resume play tomorrow provided both players can still walk and/or hold a racket.
Unfortunately I couldn't watch this online as ESPN kept crashing my browser, but I did listen to Wimbledon radio. What a match! Too bad someone had to lose, glad they were awarded special mementos along with the chair umpire.