SPORTS
Saturday, June 8, 1985

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The Michigan Daily

LENDL, WILANDER REACH FINALS
McEnroe and Connors erased THE SPORTING VIEWS

PARIS (UPI) - Ivan Lendl and McEnroe eight times had break "Conditions were perfect for me,"
Mats Wilander overcame blustery points in the second set but could not Wilander said. "I wanted it not to be
conditions and their American op- capitalize on them. He went up 5-1 in as hot (as earlier in the tournament)
ponents yesterday to reach the final of the third but dropped six straight and a little wetter - it made the court
the French Open tennis champion- close games to lose the match. slower."
ships.
Lendl, the defending champ and
second seed, crushed third seed Jim-
my Connors 6-2, 6-3, 6-1, while Wilan-
der knocked off top-seeded John
McEnroe6-1, 7-5, 7-5.
LENDL and Wilander will meet in
Sunday's final.r
McEnroe and Connors Friday
struggled with the strong wind and
slow court on acold and damp day.
"The critical factor of the matchz
was the conditions. I just couldn't get,
into a good rhythm," said McEnroe, >
whose defeat prevented a repeat of -'
last year's final, when he lost in five
sets to Lendi.
Lendl, whom Connors said "did
nothing," had just to stay back on then
baseline and wait for his opponent's
continuous stream of unforced errors.
TWENTY-year-old Wilander, the
fourth seed and 1982 French Open
champ, wore down McEnroe with out- -
standing passing shots.;
Course Syllabus
PAD -101
Course Topic:
How to live comfortably andy
affordably on a collage
budget. Associated Press
Offered Dates: Ivan Lendl decides to short hop a Jimmy Connorsreturn Lendl swept
Full season with a few Connors 6-2, 6-3, 6-1 yesterday in the semi-finals of the French Open.
openings for our
summer session.
Instructor: Blue Jays romp9-2,
Randy.PickutY
665-2194
Office Hours: T
10:30-5 p.m. Mon.-Fri
(Mr. Pckut is available for
tutoring byappt:) TORONTO (UPI) - George Bell Walt Terrell, 6-2, for four runs in the
Course Material: drove in three runs with a two-run third. Tony Fernandez led off by slap-
The Tiffany: 736 Packard, homer and an RBI single and Len ping a double past first baseman Dave
The Colony: 731 Packard, Matuszek added a two-run double last Bergman and went to third when
The Madison: night to highlight a 13-hit attack that shortstop Alan Trammell missed the
316 E. Madison lifted the Toronto Blue Jays to a 9-2 relay throw. With two out, Fernandez
rout of the Detroit Tigers. scored when Lloyd Moseby pulled a
Course Objectives: single through the right side of the in-
You will learn in this course The Blue Jays, who lead the field.
through your extensive and American League East, collected
comprehensive brat hand their fifth triumph in a row and 15th in Moseby moved up to third on Willie
lab work just how easy it their last games 17 games. The defen- Upshaw's single and scored when Bell
is to live close to campus ding champion Tigers dropped their ripped a single to right. Matuszek
in comfortable and eighth game in their last 11 to fall 81 followed by lofting a two-run double
affordable surroundings. games off the pace. over the head of center fielder Chet
The offered material will Lemon and off the right-center-field
demonstrate to the student Dave Stieb, 6-4, threw six shutout fence to give the Blue Jays a 5-0 lead.
the convenience of its innings and scattered a pair of singles
efficiency, 1 and 2 bedroom while dropping his ERA to 2.26. He Toronto blew the game open with
apartments. struck out four and walked four. Den- four runs in the fifth. Upshaw walked
Fees: nis Lamp and Bill Caudill worked the to lead off and Bell followed by
Less than you'd expect. final three innings, driving an 0-1 pitch from Terrell into
the leftfield bleachers for his 11th
Leading 1-0, the Blue Jays rocked homer.

A day at the ballpark...
@00 no ketchup on the franks
By TED ARNSTEIN
Drug testing, deferred contracts, labor relation committees, sub-
stance abuse counselling. UGH! Who cares about that stuff? Just
take me out to the ball game...
They set out for the ballpark a good three hours before game time, in-
suring themselves good seats and a prime parking spot.
"There she is!" Pete said as the stadium came into view. Their hearts
began to beat a bit faster as they pulled into a $3.40 parking lot whose en-
trance was marked off by orange flags and souvenir vendors. Their pun-
ctuality was rewarded when they were guided to a spot facing a wall, and
bordered on one side by a fence and on the other by a car. It was going to
be a long wait before they could budge from that spot, but their pre-game
excitement helped them forget that.
As they walked to the stadium, Jim and Bob were busy comparing
statistics and figuring out who was hot and cold. Pete just smiled as he
listened to the banter; he seemed mesmerized by the grand old structure.
The crowds both inside and outside the stadium were sparse with still
an hour and a half left before game time. They entered the bleachers and
stared right and left at the sea of mostly empty seats. Most of the people
already seated were young couples. The rest of the occupants seemed to
be little kids who either ran along the bottom of the stands near the wire
fence, or played up top under the billboards. Where they all came from
was hard to say.
"Well, where do you want to sit?" Jim asked as they continued to stare
at bench after empty bench.
On Pete's rather unsure suggestion of "how about up there," they star-
ted towards the left field side. After a little ways they stopped and turned
to face the field.
But Bob had doubts.
"I don't know," he said, "We could probably see better over there."
Jim agreed, so they set out once again. After a few more strategic
moves, they finally found the best seats, about ten rows from where they
had entered.
Their team was through with batting practice by the time they had
found their seats, so Jim and Bob went off in search of food; specifically,
Ball Park Franks. Being three young men looking for the authentic
baseball experience, they knew the hot dogs were a must.
"Ketchup? How could you put ketchup on a Ball Park Frank?" Jim was
horrified.
Bob sheepisly muttered an excuse or two, but he knew Jim was right.
Ketchup on Ball Park Franks was pure sacrilege.
As they relaxed, talking first of previous game experiences and then of
the beautiful blonde they saw in the parking lot, the stands started to fill.
A couple to their right, dressed ina tuxedo and wedding gown, sat behind
a group of high-schoolers getting high. Pete and his friends loved the
bleachers.
Finally, the national anthem. Standing throughout the song, Jim and
Pete exchanged estiniates on the attendance while Bob tried to find the
flag. They all joined in on the roar of applause that drowned out the last
strains of the music.
The first pitch was outside, but that hardly seemed to matter because,
at last, they had themselves a ball game.
Bob was concentrating on getting his straw through the lid of his Pepsi
cup when the leadoff man hit one over the roof.
"I can't believe it!" Jim yelled. "Did you see that? Holy Toledo!" He
could barely be heard through the roar of the crowd. They all exchanged
high fives and cheered as the next man came to bat.
"Wow. Pretty amazing," said Bob, still not quite sure what he missed.
(As he told his friends the next day, "You should have seen that thing go.
POW! It was gone before you could blink an eye.")
As the game went on, the three enjoyed themselves immensely.
A fight broke outa few rows behind them, but the two sides mostly just
yelled at each other. Down below, a burly man took a swing at a security
guard who tried to take his beach ball away. The action was truly ex-
citing; even the game caught their attention with a tense ending.
As they filed out of the stadium with thousands of other fans, Jim and
Bob recounted the events of the evening, perfecting the stories they even-
tually told their friends. Pete, however, just strolled along beside them
wearing a big smile.

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