The wisdom of 3 years

My son Joe and I have been watching a few tennis matches over the course of the last week in the Australian Open. Joe likes watching tennis (or any sport, really), and wants to know who is who. I tell him. Now he can identify Andy (Roddick), Serena (Williams), Carla (Suarez Navarro, she beat Venus Williams), James (Blake). In the match we just watched, between James Blake and Jo-Wilfried Tsonga (pictured right), Joseph had the following observation:

"I don't think Jo likes the ball very much."

I respond: "Why is that?"

"Because he just HITS the ball away REALLY quickly."

James Blake probably feels the same way. Tsonga won 6-4, 6-4, 7-6. James had a chance in the 3rd set, being up a break, but couldn't keep it.

Sometimes James is called a streaky player. The difficultly in being streaky is that it's a lot easier to have a bad streak that costs you 10 points in a row than it is to have a good streak that wins you 10 in a row. Ditto for a few service games. Tough loss for James, as the draw was open after with Verdasco having knocked off Andy Murray.

Joseph has lots of interesting comments. The other one that comes to mind is when we were watching football, he enjoyed calling out the numbers that were on the football players jerseys. After a while he was getting frustrated. After I asked him what's wrong, he said "I'm trying to find 8-7 (player #87)." I told him that he should look on the edges of the field, where the wide-receivers were. After about 10 minutes, he starts whooping hooray. Sure enough, 87 had just come on the field and Joe had spotted him.

Ah, the little things in life.