One is the loneliest number

Here's some excellent analysis from my man Steve Tignor over at Tennis Magazine on how the Federer/Roddick semi hinged on a single game in the first set:

I’ve seen few matches turn so quickly and completely. Federer was tentative to start, hitting a series of shanks in the swirling wind. Roddick, on the other hand, was pressing the action as everyone thought he would and having some success coming forward with his serve-forehand combination. Federer steadied himself, but he seemed content to rally and play defense. Everything changed with Roddick serving at 4-4. Federer hit a sharp backhand pass. Roddick missed a backhand approach. Then, at break point, Roddick played an aggressive point to set up a forehand volley, only to pop the ball up and watch helplessly as Federer jumped on it and passed him. Roddick had played himself into perfect position, then discovered that he didn’t own the shot he needed to win the point—that's gotta hurt. Somehow you could feel that the match was over.

Check out the rest of Steve's column, The Wrap over at the Tennis.com site. He also shows some love to Serena and gives a much appreciated bitchslapping to Dick "I don't never shut the fuck up" Enberg.