Flash mob hilarity and tennis predictions

This is one of those rare things that makes me really laugh. There is a lot to be said about slapstick and even more to be said for the Japanese. I know, I know, I ripped it off of boing-boing, but you've got to get your gold somewhere.

In other news: Gael Monfils. I haven't seen a tennis player this entertaining and skillful since ... never, really. He shouts 'Ole!' when he wins. He just hit the world's fastest forehand winner (190km/h). He can cover the baseline in about three steps. Amazing, so far...

And while I'm at it - a note to Channel Seven: Give attempting to cover sport. Whoever you're hiring or whoever does your hiring should all be put to work in the lunch room because they have made a meal of things. Boom-tish. They have done away with the camera on a track behind the players that let one look up Kournikova's skirt wherever she was on the court (and still would if it were still possible to watch her play on television) and they have introduced quite possibly the world's least exciting camera angle: Roof Cam. I'm sure it's some kind of greasy little tie-in with American Express and the Andy Roddick vs. Pong promotion. Imagine the old Pong video game, but with the bats replaced by tennis players, small tennis players. The ball is invisible. The replay consists of squinting at two indistinct smudges while the commentators attempt to make sense of what they're seeing.

Channel Seven, I will never forget your ruining the end of the 2002 Rugby Union Final by split-screening the remaining, ball-tearing ten minutes with the opening ten minutes of the Round Three Hawthorne/Collingwood match. You utter utter chumps.