Venus Williams turned pro when she was 14. Other women wait until at least their 18th birthday, though probably have spent more time in jail for their efforts. Venus, on the other hand, began as a winner and won often, and, in doing, so displayed the killer instinct of a headhunter from the delta in the lower Zambezi. But forget her Wimbledon titles, her Grand Slams and her Olympic gold medals for a minute. Forget her explosive 129 mph serve, considered the most powerful on the women’s pro tennis tour. The question is would you, under any circumstances, do Venus Williams? And the answer, unlike a quick, unchecked affirmative blurt in a 2 am drunken stupor at a cheap bar of smelly socks and stale beer, might require days in the formulation of an opinion. That’s because Williams, thicker of body and consequent muscle at one time, has slimmed to almost starving runway model proportions. The thighs and calves, now, are almost waif-like, sprinkled with US Open pixie dust. Except only in true Geometry does a foot never lose its size. Instead, by optical illusion it appears even larger. More to play with, you say? More toe for the taking? Fine, and you can be our guest of honor at the next canal boat race in Erie, Pennsylvania. That’s one athletic event Venus doesn’t win what with those lumbering “Fours” to lug around.
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