Why maria sharapova screams

Serena, like Venus, is the queen of the "angry" grunt. Every yell sounds like she wants to inflict as much pain on the ball as possible. However, unlike her older sister, Serena's grunt is a little less threatening and imposing.

That being said, if an opponent has Serena on the run, expect a louder, more authoritative grunt directed across the court. The Wimbledon women's semifinal could easily rival the January Australian Open final in terms of exchanging grunts.

Venus Williams vocalizes an even harsher grunt than Serena and Sharapova, but doesn't grunt after every shot. This prompts the question: Is the grunt a necessary part of Venus' game? Sharapova has said it is for her own. When you think of tennis grunting, Maria Sharapova's name is probably at the top of the list. Since emerging on the tennis scene 11 years ago, Sharapova's beauty and high-pitched grunting has caught the attention of the sporting world.

Whether you find it annoying or hilarious as they did in Australia , Sharapova has greatly shaped the grunting aspect of the women's game. Victoria Azarenka's grunt can be described as a more high-pitched sound than Sharapova's, which makes it harder on the viewers' ears.

Plus, if you're going to scream after a bad point, you shouldn't be screaming during the point. Manage subscription. Subscribe to the Monitor. Monitor Daily current issue. Monitor Weekly digital edition. Community Connect. People Making a Difference. Points of Progress. A Christian Science Perspective. Monitor Movie Guide.

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Digital subscription includes: Unlimited access to CSMonitor. Over the years, there has never been one type of player who appeals. Others have been the wild ones — led by the crazy genius of John McEnroe. Tennis is a sport apart, a one-on-one face-to-face combat zone where you have to control all that fear, aggression, excitement in a tiny hitting zone. It is very raw. Tennis is like boxing without being able to hit anyone, a sometimes physically and mentally exhausting chess game with endless chances to take the frustration out on yourself.

No wonder it can bring out the worst in people. I loved the way he played, loved the way all that anger spilled out. It seemed so real, and yet if a golfer had carried on that way — unforgivable.

As I said, sport is not a rational business. The more McEnroe screamed and carried on at officials, the world, himself, the more I loved him. He was the bomb, even if it was the F-bomb. His pain was my pain.

In some ways, this McEnroe adulation is not totally rational. But when it comes to Mac the Strife, he gets a lifetime free pass. Maybe it is the pitch and length of her screaming, which feels like a contrived drill through the ear drums, the heart, the soul. It has to be seen as a blatant and unfair tactic to get an edge, rather than an exclamation mark for effort.