They Call It Tennis ParadiseOur racquet correspondent Beau Dealy shared what it's like to spend a weekend at Indian Wells — the sport's unofficial fifth major — which Carlos Alcaraz won three weeks ago. Far from a travelogue or match summary, this is a sprawling essay about the nature of one man's tennis fandom, the potency of a desert setting and the surprising depth of the tournament's famous tag line: "Tennis Paradise." Within: Beau cheers for Coco Gauff, ditches Taylor Fritz, and in searingly honest first-person, writes about Indian Wells' unlikely role as healer — its capability to put one's neuroses on pause and cast bad attitudes asunder. Despite the $24 pizzas and over-eager DJs and street-illegal BMWs all over campus, there is something right going on in this desert...drenching the world in dreamlike purples and greens. Those colors, which Beau describes as a "rainbow sherbet spectrum" are preserved thanks to Clay Dealy (the rare cousin team!), who captured the weekend in stunning digital and film detail. Come for the pretty photos, stay a half hour or more for the introspective words. This piece reminded me of the power of fandom — as a community-builder, as a call-to-action and as salve for our fight-or-flight brains. - Tanner Garritty, Senior Editor |