And one minute after it was over, Venus took Serena aside and whispered to her, "Remember, when you accept the plate, you have to curtsy to the duchess." Isn't it great to have your older sister around during sticky moments?
A Williams Wimbledon is an easy Wimbledon. Easy on the engraver. (He had the WILLIAMS carved the night before.) Easy on the announcer. ("Game, Miss Williams.") Easy on the family-and-friends box. (Everybody knows one another!)
It's so...fascinating. No two siblings in history have dominated their sport the way these two are dominating tennis. Not the DiMaggios. Not the Mahres. Not the Unsers. The only sisters who came close were Abigail Van Buren and Ann Landers, who cornered the advice market.
Now Serena takes home the unfortunately named Venus Rose-water Dish as Wimbledon queen and sets it next to her sister's pair in the trophy room at the Palm Beach Gardens, Fla., house they share. "At least I can still walk by and see it," the runner-up said wryly afterward.
Serena also snatched No. 1 out of her sister's purse. Can you imagine? Venus can't even say she's the best player in the house now! You just know they'll trade that top ranking back and forth like a dress that fits both. "Do you mind if I borrow Number 1 tonight? I've got a date!"
Sorry, Mac, but even in a strapless Valentino, mesh stockings and spike heels, either of them would kick your butt and not even have to freshen up afterward.