Mac wasn't pushed too hard by Tim Mayotte, who stood in for Mats Wilander and lost 6-1, 7-5, and when it appeared that he wasn't going to beat Tim 6-0 in the first set (a bagel) I started the sh*t talking from courtside:
"Hey Mac I thought you were gonna' cook us a bagel tonight."
"Well the bagels just aren't as good up here [in Boston]... you've got some good pizza places, around though."
"I hear you my brother... nothing beats a New York bagel."
Too bad Vitas (RIP) couldn't be there to concur :(
PS: It was Arthur Ashe -- Mac's Davis Cup coach -- who implored me to go to law school when I interviewed him at Cincinnati's Walnut Hills High School in 1989 -- that's why his image on the U.S. Postage stamp is in "American Lawyer I" -- and the rest is history in the making, the ups, downs, good and bad. And there's a lot of Good left to come, including James O'Brien's book. I think companies like Vericomm and American Tower find all of it bad, but the First Amendment likes my crew and me well enough.
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At courtside, tournament officials had considered asking me to step in when Mats Wilander incurred a back injury, but alas I didn't have any tennis shoes with me. I'm sure John -- seen getting ready to toss his racket when he heard he might have to play me -- was greatly relieved he didn't have to face that vicious serve seen in "Live Revolution!"