The US Open

My sister gets us tickets to the last day of the US Open, and on Sunday, we head out to Queens to catch the Men's Finals. When we arrive, the Women's doubles are just finishing.

Taiwan's Chan/Chuang are playing Dechy (France)/Safina (Russian). I see the Taiwanese players in red, and I am rooting for them. I feel like I know them. I feel that if we went out to dinner, we would have a good time, talking about Taiwan.

Every time they score, or every time they mess up, they come together and give each other a quick handslap. I want them to win.

They remind me that I miss Taiwan. Fortunately, I am wearing my sunglasses, so nobody can see my eyes, tearing up a little.