Jelena Jankovic beat Venus Williams like a child on Thursday. On Friday Rebel Jelena beat Venus’ sister like a slightly older child – a pre-teen boy, really.

World No.1 Serena Williams blamed the “apple in her throat” for her loss to No. 7 Jankovic at the Italian Open semis. “Choking,” “having a frog in one’s throat” or “butterflies in one’s stomach” are all common terms for being nervous, but a throat apple? Yeah, that’s an Adam’s apple; it means Williams’ voice is dropping (finally!)

They grow up (and out) so fast. Just a matter of time before she starts asking to borrow the family Hyundai.

While Serbia’s Weird Jel’ Jankovic now prepares to meet Spain’s Maria Jose Martinez Sanchez (and the rest of her surnames) in the tournament final round, Williams had to discuss her sudden bodily changes with the press. Soooo embarrassing. Gawd!

“I completely choked, I really should have won,” the 12-times grand slam champion told a news conference.

“I wasn’t unlucky. It was all on me. I think I had an apple in my throat.”

Williams really did choke. She was a point away from victory at 5-4 in the third set. It was worse than a 14-year-old boy asking a girl to the turnabout dance. The girls ask the guys, doofus!

As Williams found out Friday, it’s all a part of growing up.

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Photo courtesy of Flickr

Serena Williams started the 2009 WTA season as the clear world No. 1. A screwy scoring system and almost five months later and Dinara Safina usurped Williams at the top of the leaderboard. Another six months would pass with Safina as one of the weakest No. 1-ranked players in women’s tennis history and Serena Williams complaining that it was so. Order would seemingly be restored on October 12 when Serena regained the top rank, but by October 26, she would lose it to Safina again.

There is one tournament left to decide who will end the 2009 season on top.

I’d like to tell you that this will go down as a battle for the ages. I’d like to tell you that these two women respect each other and that respect drives them to the brink. I’d like to tell you that everything about their careers comes down to this season and everything about this season comes down to the final tournament in Qatar. I’d like to tell you where Qatar is on a map.

Unfortunately, I can’t tell you any of these things.

This will be the WTA’s lede story heading into the final tournament. Because on paper, it’s dramatic. Because Serena Williams is so far ahead of her competition, any sniff of tribulation the association can throw in front of her to keep their best player compelling, they’ll do. Because it would be nice if the current ranking system wasn’t as bunk as it is and if Safina can pull one out – just one, even if it’s not a major – it will help keep that veneer alive.

But it’s not happening, or at least it shouldn’t happen. But instead of blaming the WTA’s scoring system, why not blame Williams and Safina? After all, if either of these women wanted the glory of the No. 1 rank, this match (and a few others) could be as epic as it will be hyped.

But Safina doesn’t want it because she’s not a killer. She’s efficient, but ultimately can’t handle the eyes on her. She’s a piano player that knows the notes backward and forward, but plays without enthusiasm. You hear it. You see it. You feel it. She wants to reach the No. 1 spot, but she doesn’t want to be the No. 1-ranked player in the world.

And Williams? She wants that top rank, but she wants Grand Slam titles more. And she wants her book to sell well and her clothing line to grow and her brand to enhance. That top rank is important, but not important enough for her to make it out of the second round in three separate small tournaments from April 6 to May 17. It wasn’t important enough for her to play in more than 14 tournaments like Caroline Wozniacki who played in 24 and climbed from No. 12 in the world to No. 4 in 12 months. Williams is a decade older than Wozniacki and has won more Grand Slams this summer than Wozniacki has in her career, but Williams greatness stunts many people from articulating that she expects things to be given to her. The WTA’s scoring system may be flawed, but Williams knew that going into the season. It was flawed in January ust as it is flawed now. If she wants that No. 1 rank, she could have had it. She wants it, but not bad enough.

From left: Caroline Wozniacki, Serena Williams and Dinara Safina at the October 25 draw for the WTA Championships in Doha, Qatar

These are the gladiators set to do battle one last time in 2009. One who can’t handle it and one who doesn’t want to work for it.

Sweet.

When the season ends the only compelling stories with Safina and Williams will be if Williams bothered stepping up when the stakes were less than “grand” and if Safina stepped up when … there were stakes. You’ll notice in both cases, the story is internal. Internal tennis is very often uninteresting tennis.

Wozniacki’s only 287 points out of third. I’m pulling for her to buzz saw through everyone and give both the No. 1 and 2 spot a reason to get motivated. If that’s possible anytime before the Aussie Open.

UPDATE: See? This is what I’m sayin’.

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Photos courtesy of Yahoo! via Getty Images

Remember when the color red used to signify passion? Perhaps war? Blood, if you’re into specifics? Well take some photos of all that and put ‘em in a scrapbook, because — yes, pictures of red things. No, I don’t know specifically what you should photograph. It was more of a pithy introduction to the blog than an actual suggestion. Besides, I’m the warning guy, not the idea guy. How you take pictures is your problem, but you should do it quickly because Nike is co-opting one of our most beloved colors. Any minute now, Nike’s going to change the way we think about red.

They’ve already started. You’ve already fallen victim. And it’s only going to get worse.

There aren’t too many corporations that have the power to change the public perception of an entire color and even fewer of those corporations that would have any desire to. With Nike, they’re working on a Pavlovian branding tactic. You see red, you think Nike. Not ketchup. Not Corvettes. Not Twizzlers. Not AIDS. Nike.

Serena Williams' U.S. Open 2008 Day Dress. Which, for our color blind readers, is red.

By now most people have identified Tiger Wood‘s “Sunday Red.” It used to be that if you saw Tiger wearing red (pictured above), it wasn’t long until he’d be winning something. Since Tiger has taken the last 15 months off (one way or the other) it’s become clear that Nike has started absorbing additional athletes into its crimson tide. Former tennis champ Maria Sharapova can be seen modeling any number of Nike sweatshirts (also pictured above), the most circulated of these ads featuring the Sharapova Supernova in a brilliant carmine hoodie. Then there’s Roger Federer‘s duds for the U.S. Open, which looked as if smaller, Swiss-y shirts were were made from Tiger’s used Sunday reds (I don’t mean to insult your intelligence by telling you that Federer, too, is pictured above, but I’ve got to make sure we’re covered). Roger Federer? Red. Soccer star Cristiano Ronaldo? Red. Serena Williams? Last year’s U.S. Open dress was widely publicized … red. Dwyane Wade just jumped shipped from Converse (bought by Nike) to Nike’s Jumpman 23 campaign. So, in keeping with the stylistic theme I’m going with here: Dwyane Wade of the Miami Heat? Red (sometimes). Dwyane Wade when he signs with the Bulls next season? Red. Oh, and that Jumpman 23 campaign? That’s Michael Jordan. Bulls again. That’s red. LeBron James? Wine colored. Which we can agree is in the red family, especially when everything else surrounding him is in black and white. And make no mistake, there will be some stars signed by Nike that simply won’t be able to fit red into their on-field color scheme (Lance Armstrong, Troy Polamalu, Derek Jeter, etc.), but then I’d like to direct you to every other commercial Nike has ever done: no color at all.

It’s not that Nike will control how red is used in everyday life, it’s that it’ll soon control how we think of red in everyday life. Soon ketchup will remind us all of Sharapova’s animalistic grunts (if it doesn’t already) and cherry Starbursts will make us recall how sweet it is to be Ronaldo (as should be the intended result of all candies).

You watch. Nike’s not zeroing in on red, it’s using red to zero in on us and all I’ve got is my double-knit, flat-backed mesh red workout shirt to use as a shield.

Well, neither Williams sister made it to the U.S. Open finals and so now seems as good as any time to bring up the fact that the Williams – especially Serena – lollygag their way through small WTA events and earn their keep during the big four Slams. Except that this time around, they didn’t really earn their keep, did they? What follows are two sides of the argument weighing the worth of the season’s other tournaments and the duty that the sisters may or may not have to them.

You’ve no doubt heard of

It would have taken a lot of preparation to fool people up to this point. Noticing that a female has underarm hair, extra fuzz on her lip or a muscular body is more likely to develop into unneccessary cruelty toward a teenage girl than it will solid detective work.

The truth is, our ultra-sexist society often supports women’s sports as long as they don’t encroach upon a man’s ideal of how the athletes within those sports should appear. It’s cool if Gina Carano is the Women’s MMA champ, but if “Cyborg” Santos is it then I’m going to start blaming it on her hidden stock of man-parts. There can be no other explanation.

If Maria Sharapova wants to grunt her skinny blonde skirt into another Grand Slam championship – so be it. But if it’s Serena Williams rifling serve after serve past opponents, clearly we have a tranny on our hands.

Why are we only discussing the potential of men posing as women? Male athletes, on average, make more money than women, get more coverage than women, have more fans, more opportunities, more leagues … Stephon Marbury made twice as much last year as the entire WNBA’s player roster last season. How do we know more skilled female athletes aren’t trying to upgrade into these situations? How do we know there aren’t women posing as men? We don’t. But that shouldn’t stop us from having a good old fashioned witch hunt, now should it?

Grab your pitchforks and torches and follow me after the jump to gander at the most likely candidates of female athletes posing as males.

David Eckstein
Look at this picture. Eck is, like, a foot shorter than 6’3″ Albert Pujols. Also, he sounds like one of the members of the Lollipop Guild.

Shaun White
No one with hair that luxurious and a butt that narrow could possibly by a man. He posed without a shirt on the cover of Rolling Stone several years ago, but no one actually saw details of his torso because his pale skin blinded everyone. Artists had to go in and Photoshop a little boy’s chest into the blinding light left in the photo. Not a bad ruse, Ms. White. Not bad at all.

Patrick Kane
Okay look, Kane is either a 12-year-old boy or a woman, either way he’d be perfect to play the lead in “Peter Pan.” No man is so fiscally controlling that they’d be compelled to punch out a cabbie for $1.20. Someone’s got to keep track of the checkbook and it certainly wasn’t going to be Kane’s cousin James.

Baron Davis
Big doe eyes, short stature, no rational fear of the damage his driving could cause to people nearby … Yup. Sounds like a woman to me. Also, look at that beard. No one with that much facial growth is without secrets. He’s covering up something with that beard and my guess is that it’s a vagina.

Lance Berkman
Until about 2006, I thought Sonny and Cher’s lesbian daughter played first base for the Houston Astros. Berkman perpetually looks as if he’s wearing eye shadow.

Eli Manning
Archie wouldn’t settle for 2-of-3 boys, so he taught Ellie to keep her mouth shut and her head down. Ellie’s gotten pretty good too. The only times he betrays his gender is when he lets out those girlish yelps as he’s getting sacked (New Yorkers pretend they haven’t heard it, but they have). Oh, and that perpetually dumbfounded look on his face … that’s the look every woman has had after seeing Jeff Feagles exit the shower.

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Movie poster and Berkman photos courtesy of Flickr
All other photos courtesy of Yahoo! Sports via AP

The WTA’s top two pupils were skirt-deep in the ongoing dilemma of the sport’s ranking system last week. The 52-week cumulative scoring system has ranked Russia’s Dinara Safina as the top female of the tour going for 17 weeks. Safina usurped No. 2-ranked Serena Williams, despite never having won a Grand Slam title at any point in her career. Wiliams has won two just this year (Wimbledon and the Australian, where she beat Safina in the finals) and 11 singles titles since 1999.

Last week, Williams repeated her familiar cry that she is “the people’s champ” and that no one who is winless in Grand Slam tournaments should be considered the best in the world. It’s no secret that Williams was sore about losing her No. 1 rank back in April, but others including Williams’ sister Venus and former World No. 1 Jelena Jankovic are joining into the chorus.

“To be number one,” said Jankovic, “you should be complete and if you are number one you have to be beating the Williams sisters.”

If Serena is right about Safina not deserving her top rank, why does she have it?

It’s that pesky rankings system and the fact that Safina is one of the few women whose play has helped uncover the weaknesses of it. The WTA’s system assigns points to each tournament and each round of that tournament. For example: the winner of Wimbledon will walk away with 1,000 points, loser earns 700 and decreases each round down to two points simply for being one of the 128 players to show up.

The four Grand Slams offer the most points because they offer the most difficult competition. Safina does well in these tournaments, but as we said, she doesn’t win. What she does win are all the other tournaments that aren’t as publicized or as competitive. She’s the biggest fish in the smaller ponds.

The top-ranked Russian has reached the finals in seven of the 12 tournaments she’s entered in 2009. She’s won three of them, but all of the tourney’s she’s won were smaller events that yielded half the points of the Grand Slams. The trick is, she’s entering more competitions than Serena Williams (she’s only entered 10 this year) and has taken more advantage of those smaller competitions (Serena has often been accused of losing focus in smaller tournaments). Earning only 500 points at Wimbledon can be supplemented by winning a tiny tournament during a week that Williams had taken off or spent playing in non-WTA Tour competitions. Last week when Williams played in the World Team Tennis, which does not count toward WTA points, Safina earned an additional 75 by making it into the third round of the L.A. Championships.

And that’s the problem, the WTA rankings don’t weigh the tournaments properly. Why not double the points players receive for advancing through Grand Slams and getting rid of the limit to how many smaller tournaments the Tour will count toward the point system? The Tour only counts the best 17 tournaments for each player in one season. There are 55 WTA Tours per year. Obviously some of them are played at the same time, but a healthy player could either play in 40-44 tourneys a season, or with the purchase of a truly kickass jetpack, go for all 55.

It’s a shame that some of the attacks have felt in nature, if not in fact, to be attacks on Safina and not on the WTA scoring, a detail that had been lost on some, but not on Safina.

“I didn’t do the ranking system,” said Safina. “If [Serena] has questions, she can give these questions to the WTA who is doing the ranking system. It’s the result of how you play the whole year, not just the four grand slams.”

The rankings do little other than provide a point of reference for fans, tournament seeders and Serena Williams’ ego. That being said, if you’re going to do something, do it accurately. Serena’s the best, now let’s hope the WTA finds a way to get her to stop talking about it.

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Photos courtesy of Yahoo! Sports via Getty Images

Last week, Forbes Magazine, through E-Poll surveys, polled its readers and compiled a top 10 list of the most disliked people in sports. I was confused at first why it was Forbes and not, say, Sports Illustrated executing such a poll. I mean, these are sports figures we’re talking about, isn’t ESPN’s magazine better equipped? Forbes may not be the foremost expert on sports, but flip through any issue of their magazine or click on any page of their web site … dudes know a lot about hateable personalities.

But the list isn’t as much of a reflection of the Forbes company as it is about the company’s readers (ages 13 and up). And what’s reflected is a severe case of “lemmingism.” Everyone who made the list makes sense, but are they a true reflection of the most disliked sports figures?

I mean, hockey is one of the five largest sports in the country (and Canada, if you care) and no one from the NHL represented. Most of the names you’ll see here are hated because of overexposure more than their actions that caused the overexposure. Can they be blamed for that? And if they can, why isn’t Erin Andrews at the top of this list? (She’s not) Heck, one of these guys retired 17 years ago. Is that the best (worst) Forbes readers could come up with? Do they even follow sports?

In the words of the 10th most disliked athlete, “you cannot be serious.”

1. Michael Vick
Why he’s here? Yeah, okay. This isn’t surprising. He had dogs kill one another in his off time. Honestly, if Vick had murdered a human, his jail sentence would have been longer, but he’d be no more hated than he is now.
Does he belong? I’ll put it this way … yes. Yes, he does.
Possible replacement Brett Favre. Vick’s infamy was brutal and awful, but it was also original. You know what isn’t original? Brett Favre’s annual hijacking of the sports pages while he decides if he wants to be a professional suckwad or a retired suckwad. Most of the guys on this list are on here because people are tired of hearing about them. On that front, Favre is head, shoulders and suckwad ahead of everyone else.

2. Manny Ramirez
Why he’s here? Steroids. He used ‘em. He got caught for using ‘em and he missed almost a third of the season for using ‘em.
Does he belong? Dodger fans don’t think so. Manny gets L.A. fans giggly-er than girls at a sleepover.
Possible replacement Sean Avery. I wanted to put a woman on here, but I’m unconvinced that Serena Williams counts. I guess Avery is as close as we’re going to get. I mean, c’mon … these are women’s sunglasses, dude. New York’s self-proclaimed bad boy has literally lobbied to be marketed like a WWE villain, which is not only a tacit admittance that he’s a wanker on the ice, but he’s seemingly badmouthed every last one of his hot and famous ex-girlfriends. Anyone who badmouths Elisha Cuthbert: unlikable. That’s a rule.

3. Alex Rodriguez
Why he’s here? Overexposure. Perhaps the overwhelming disgust for both Madonna and Kate Hudson has spilled over onto him as well.
Does he belong? If you take into account America’s tendency to convert jealousy into hatred along with the fact that he’s dating a movie starlet, makes $25 million a year to play a game in the most famous city in the world and cheated so as to help him achieve all these things, then yeah. I reckon he belongs.
Possible replacement Kyle Busch. This little pipsqueak. This picture best illustrates why he really ought to have made this list. And if you’re a NASCAR apologist, then what about when he snapped the Nashville Superspeedway Les Paul guitar trophy into shards ’cause he was just so gosh darned excited. A-Rod’s a tool that seems embarrassed by himself a lot of the time. Busch shares no such embarrassment.

4. Terrell Owens
Why he’s here? An inability to censor his narcissism.
Does he belong? He belongs for the amount of time various media outlets have spent talking about him over the years, but generally, Owens has done very little to warrant the ire of the American people. At worst, he’s been a bad teammate. Then again, his statistics suggest he’s made his teams better. It’s all about perception.
Possible replacement Tom Brady. Oh no! Not my sweet Tom. What’s he ever done to anyone except urinate awesomeness and use unicorn horns to pick Superbowl glory out of his teeth? Well go ask Bridget Moynahan. He knocked up Coyote Ugly, split while she was pregnant, ignored the birth while pretending not to ignore the birth, hooked up with a Brazilian supermodel (superfluous pic here) and impotently allowed her to treat Moynahan’s kid as if it were her own. Oh, then he had the gall to skip the 2008 season. So I ask you, what’s worse: being a bad teammate with good stats or being a bad husband, father and man with no stats?

5. Kobe Bryant
Why he’s here? Smugness and possibly rape. Mostly smugness.
Does he belong? For the smugness? Yes. For the possible rape? I’d have to visit Denver a few more times to say for certain.
Possible replacement Fedor Emelianenko. People just don’t like it when someone so obviously talented doesn’t need fans’ approval to stay talented. We don’t like when talented people clamor for it either (see: Rod, A) but when you’re good and you know it and no one can do a damn thing about it, it tends to alienate fans. Fans want to feel a part of it all and when they know they’re not a part of any of it, it pisses them off. Now you tell me, which one of these two was I just talking about?

6. Allen Iverson
Why he’s here? Because people like “gangsters,” not “gangstas.”
Does he belong? Iverson hasn’t been relevant in two years. Right now, only three teams have shown any interest in paying him to play basketball and one of those teams is in Greece. Hating an irrelevant Iverson is like hating the words to a song a toddler just wrote.
Possible replacement Mark Cuban. If the fine readers over at Forbes want to flippantly throw Iverson on here because he came into the NBA with cornrows and tattoos and everyone was depressed that Michael Jordan was gone, that’s fine. Now allow me to retort by submitting my own irrationally-justified basketball personality. Mark Cuban is loud, he picks fights with players, his hair is often mussed, he likes Jason Kidd too much, his cha-cha-cha is a 1/2-step too slow and he was accused of insider trading. But go ahead, convince me a neck tattoo is worse.

7. Isiah Thomas
Why he’s here? Sexual harassment … and because he hasn’t done anything well since 1993.
Does he belong? Oh yeah. He might have tried to kill himself and when it didn’t work, he might have tried convincing authorities that his daughter was the one who was ill. Also he sexual harassed a woman (not daughter related).
Possible replacement I had a whole case for either Al Davis or George Steinbrenner and although they both totally deserve to be on here, the readers polled by Forbes accidentally got this one right. Isiah Thomas is awful.

8. Stephon Marbury
Why he’s here? Sociopathology.
Does he belong? Absolutely not. Oh sure he’s been a locker room cancer on each of the last four teams he’s played before arriving in Boston, but few noticed until he got to New York and became Isiah Thomas’ cancer. But seeing as how Thomas is more disliked than Starbury, isn’t this a clear-cut case of “the enemy of my enemy is my friend?” Friends don’t put friends on disliked lists. Think of it this way: Stephon Marbury builds the character of every NBA player with whom he comes in contact. Good for the game.
Possible replacement Brock Lesnar. And since very often “bad” is good for the game, who better to illustrate this than the UFC’s Brock Lesnar? Look, you don’t get more white than Brock. He’s a 6-foot-3, 265-pound farm boy who lives and trains in the Minnesota woods, has a drooling problem, drinks Coors and signifies that “he’s No. 1″ with the wrong fingers. He’s thoroughly unlikeable, yet UFC has never been more popular. It’s far more fun to hate than to love.

9. Nick Saban
Why he’s here? Bullying. Lying. Willfully living in Alabama.
Does he belong? Nah. For $32 million, I’d probably live in Alabama too. But I wouldn’t talk to anybody.
Possible replacement Brett Favre (again). Yes, but what better way to emphasize how disliked he is than by having him wear out his welcome on this list, just as he’s worn out his welcome in the NFL. Remember in “Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out” when you beat Bald Bull and then later in the game a meaner, tougher Bald Bull returned? Such is Favre. Just when his awfulness seems to subside, another offseason arrives and it takes three star punches to get him to go away.

10. John McEnroe
Why he’s here? Because he was really outspoken three decades ago.
Does he belong? About as much as a polar bear at the Pyramids.
Possible replacement O.J. Simpson. McEnroe was a loudmouth infamous for throwing hissyfits (and rackets) and complaining about almost every call that didn’t go his way. Essentially he was an NBA player. But all of this happened in the past. He’s retired from the pro tour now. So if inactive players are suddenly eligible for this list, why not pick an athlete who, you know, probably murdered two people? Bonus: How great would it be to have two Buffalo Bills in the top 10?

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Vick, Ramirez, Rodriguez, McEnroe photos courtesy of Yahoo! Sports via Getty Images
All other photos courtesy of Flickr

After winning Wimbledon two weeks ago, 15-time Grand Slam champ Roger Federer was given a timely spot from Nike congratulating their endorsement face of men’s tennis using other such Nike stars as John McEnroe, Pete Sampras, Serena Williams, Tiger Woods and Michael Jordan. The “Love Fifteen” campaign is also a nod to a 2007 ad that highlighted Federer’s background and early life. Both commercials are just two instruments in the symphony orchestra that has been Nike’s athletic commercials in the last 20 years. So because it’s the slowest part of the year and because I feel like it, let’s look back at Nike’s 10 best commercials.

Click the pics after the jump.

10. “Chicks Dig the Longball” (1996)

This ad solidifies Greg Maddux as the best geek-pitcher in baseball history. I’m hoping Tom Glavine at least felt a little uncomfortable asking his teammate if he’s “getting bigger” while naked in the sauna.

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09. “Enjoy the Weather” (2001)

How did no one bring up this commercial after Lance Armstrong said Stage 7 of this year’s Giro d’Italia was way too dangerous? Woulda been ballsy.

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08. “Bo Don’t Know Diddley” (1989)

Someone forgot to send the Great One the memo about not being racist in Nike ads. If Bo can hit a 95 mph fastball, uh, I’m pretty sure he can skate Wayne. Racist.

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07. “Defy” (2006)

This spot best captures Nike’s ability to also illustrate moments in sports and not just the players within them. Here is a collection of athletes suspended in mid-air at different times in different sports.

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06. “Leave Nothing” (2007)

Quick! Name a more intense commercial. You can’t do it. Now take a deep breath and take a guess whether Steven Jackson makes it across the goal line.

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05. “The Spike & Mike Show” (1987)

When you think of Nike, you think of my main man, Michael Jordan. And a lot of why you think of him was because of everybody between ages six and 56 repeating the mantra: “Money, it’s gotta be the shoes!” Still the best pair of Jordans Nike ever made.

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04. “Fenway’s Generations” (2004)

This spot, which was shot and edited in one day, brings a familiar idea into a timely and visually interesting ad. Alas, Nike gets docked a few points for inadequately representing how obnoxious Sawx fans have become over the last few decades.

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03. “Huarache 2K4 Evolution” (2004)

I don’t remember seeing this on television, but it’s possible I just blocked it out of my memory because I hate sandals (especially when they’re from South America) and I just mistook this look at the Huarache evolution as something benign. It’s not, it’s mesmerizing, which is hard to gleam from a sandal.

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02. “Let Your Game Speak” (2006)

Easily Nike’s most cleverly executed spot. It shows off a culmination of everything Nike has learned to do well: Promote a top athlete, subtly orchestrate a viewpoint, encapsulate small moments of sports, while simultaneously adding to the mystique of those moments … plus maximum use of slow motion.
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01. “Trick Shot” (1999)

The beauty of this ad is that it’s all Tiger Woods. It’s not clever, it’s not moving and it’s not slick … because it doesn’t have to be any of those things. An Nike knew that, because Nike is the Tiger Woods of athletic-wear. Now do you get it? See? They belong together.

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All screenshots courtesy of YouTube

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