So, picture this. It’s Tuesday, and Boulter is all set to dive into the clay-court chaos, squaring off against Katerina Siniakova from the Czech side of the world in the first round of the Madrid Open. Clay courts, right? You either love them or you… tolerate them. I’m guessing she’s in the second camp since she’s really only danced on this gritty surface like, what, four times at the big-kid table?
Seriously, flashback to last week—she’s been on this indoor clay in the Netherlands? Won one, lost one, but then she bolted off to Alicante. And why? Oh yeah, fiancé perks. Her fiancé Alex de Minaur chills there, and it turns into her training getaway. Honestly, might be the smartest move she made. A whole other WTA clay-court gig before Madrid would’ve been, what, sneaker-combusting insanity considering she’s babying that foot injury?
Man, this foot issue is stubborn. It’s had her skipping around the WTA Tour like a broken record, stuck indoors somewhere between the Aussie Open and March’s Indian Wells. I can’t figure out how she manages these insanely tight schedules, but hey, maybe it’s healthier for the brain?
I overheard Boulter letting folks in on a little secret; she wants to see her team reach the skies, rank-wise. But she’s also laser-focused on her own endgame. Like, eyes-on-the-prize kinda thing. Her main gig right now? Staying in one functioning piece. She thinks ranking will fall in line if she keeps herself intact.
And those rankings? They’re being all wishy-washy compared to last year, but who’s keeping track? Oh wait, it’s due to not trotting out there on the courts. Her game’s still sharp, she insists. It’s not her level that’s slipped. Just a matter of staying whole and hitting the right places when it counts the most.
I mean, stay tuned, I guess?
