Serena

We were supposed to see tennis broken out of its country-club, upper-crusty enclaves and delivered to the masses. For a while, it worked. But then the nation lost interest.

Just because the cameramen get a vacation doesn't mean our favorite gossip girls and boys aren't up to their usual shenanigans. Thankfully, they were kind enough to send the Huffington Post holiday cards that kept us up to speed.

As I watched this beautiful yet powerful display of tennis, I realized that, despite the protests of some old-timers, the golden age of sports is here and now.

Women's tennis needs Venus and Serena as much as any sport needs any two names. They dominate the biggest stage in tennis this week in a manner that flies in the face of the modern singularly focused athlete.