Bravo, Chanda. (Chanda and I went to school together. Our lockers were next to each other in 7th grade. I even have an old Boorstin book of hers somewhere in my apartment. I don’t remember stealing it, but I suppose I must have at some point.)
Anyway, Chanda has had a promising career (she was once ranked #6 in the world) sidetracked by repeated injuries, so it’s good to see her back in a final, even if she lost to Seles.
I’m in Rayne for the holiday weekend, gorging on po-boys and rice dressing. Many observations, some of which may make it here in the near future.