When you go to Indian Wells or Miami, the scenery is resplendent and the accoutrements are splendid. There's first class media rooms and media dining and especially in IW, there are three stadiums to watch matches in. Here in Toronto, I have to admit, I was underwhelmed by my first foray into the media room and the facility in general. While IW is in the desert with snow-capped mountains surrounding it and Key Biscayne is on a peninsula jutting out into the Atlantic Ocean, the Rogers Cup is played on a college campus. But this isn't some leafy bucolic setting. This is a state school that looks somewhat run-down. And this complex has been here for awhile. I saw a gigantic photo of Bjorn Borg and 1979 written on it, meaning he won this event back then. Like at the D.C. event, which also looks run-down somewhat, I don't think there's been too many renovations at the Toronto Rogers Center. There's really nothing else out here in the burbs of northern Toronto except massive malls. I'm staying in the Courtyard Marriot and all around me are big chain places like Dave and Busters, where I blew $38 on games with my son today (you know how demoralizing it is to lose to your 6 year old son five times in a row in air hockey because if you win even once he's going to have a crying fit in the middle of the joint? and Ikea and a massive AMC 30-movie complex. It's like the United States on steroids out here. It's the Uber-U.S. except it isn't the U.S. I got mad later in the day when the U.S.-Argentina Olympic Basketball game wasn't on the tube and the U.S. was only winning by one at half. They had Canadian football on but not the Olympic game. What's wrong with this country? I'm told the Raptors aren't exactly the hottest ticket in town either since most American players don't want to pay the hefty taxes in Canada.I arrived today and the big matches of the day were Donald Young v. Jeremy Chardy, Michael Berrer v. Bernard Tomic and Carlos Berloq v. Marcos Baghdatis. Enough said. This is hardly the fare you hope to see at a Masters event. I arrived late as I drove over from Niagara Falls, and heard from ATP guru, Greg Sharko, when I walked into the media room (I had to park in Lot E which was a major hike from the stadium) that not only did Young lose, he got bageled in the third set. The Shark told me that in six of the 16 straight matches Young has lost, he won the first set. This tells you that DY has some game, but no idea of how to win. I walked out to the Grandstand to watch some Pablo Andujar and Luckas Lacko and noticed that the Grandstand is called the Milos Raonic Grandstand. The kid is 21 and hasn't gone further than a Rd of 16 in a major and he's got a Grandstand court named after him. Not too much pressure, I'm sure. What if at the US Open the Grandstand was named the Ryan Harrison Grandstand? I saw Kevin Anderson practicing shirtless and then more people were crowded around another practice court where the shirtless Berdych was playing a set against the shirtless tatooed Tipsarevic, who's built like a mini-truck. The intensity and pace of their rallies was impressive. At one point, Berdych nailed a forehand winner and I wanted to yell out, "How did you ever lose to Darcis?" but I held it back in. There weren't too many people on the grounds. It was getting late in the afternoon, but a sign came on the Grandstand Court, which really isn't a Grandstand, it's just a big court, that said there were tickets for sale. I checked on them because I wanted to buy one for my wife and the cheapest of the bunch in the upper stadium was almost $50. The taxes in Canada are killers. That's what happens when you have National Health Care. Which I'm all in favor of but do I have to fund their program?I then watched Andujar finish off Lacko in 3 sets and I noticed that, at least in this match, the drop shot has overtaken the approach shot as a winning counter to aggressive baseline play. Now instead of chipping and charging, many players just loft a soft dropper and make a delayed charge of the net to pick off the scoop return of their opponent. You don't see too many passing shots this way. The next match up was Flavio Cippola (I always thought his name was pronounced Sip-pola, but it's actually Chip-pola. I know, who cares, as my 6-year-old son has started taking to saying) against Jurgen Zopp of Estonia. I've never heard of a player coming from Estonia. I only watch a few games, but Cipola is the second coming of Ken Rosewall with his slice backhand. The guy slices everything back and they're mostly tricky hard slices. I walk back to the media room where the Canadian journos are mourning the fact that the Canadian women's soccer team just lost to the USA 4-3. I ask for media dining passes and I'm told you have to pay $5 (the nerve of these Canucks!) and go in and see the meal consists of break and hummus, a small salad, roast beef, potatoes and steamed veggies and cupcakes. Are you kidding me? But I pay and eat anyway. I don't want to stir any bad tidings. Tomorrow I'm meeting up with Djokovic who's to play along with Murray their first matches on Wednesday. How these guys are going to play five matches in five days if they meet in the finals is beyond me after their already busy early summer. But I'm looking forward to going mano a mano with Djoko tomorrow and find out what's going on. He's still at five slams won and I was expecting him to have bagged seven by now.