The Real Hero of the Incredible 'Nadal-Verdasco' Semi at the Australian Open

Did anyone notice the black kid linesman at the semi-final on Friday night? My house mates were cracking up at his expressions as the camera zoomed in on him several times. The poor kid was clearly not interested in the match, he had other things on his mind. Apart from his slight disinterest in the game - he yawned, scratched his unmentionables, played with his cap and settled into the typical stance of a rebellious hip-hop kid. On national TV. We found him extremely entertaining.

Each time the camera panned on him during the five-hour game, we guessed he was thinking:

• "Come on boys, I've got a bucket of fried chicken at home and it's getting cold."
• "Fellas, I could have braided my fro and got dread locks done by now."
• "Man, this is the most work I've done all year. We have a black President in the US, but you guys are making me watch lines while you play? What's the deal, yo?"
• "Alright, enough's enough, pass me the ball now, I'll show you how it's done!"

Anyway, this is for all the ball boys/girls/linesmen/umpires (especially those that have to put up with Andy Roddick's childish behavior.) You guys are the real heroes of the game.