Sharapova stood me up

I was ready. I woke up in a good mood and put on my nicest pair of crutches.

But Maria didn't show up.

She gave me a lousy excuse, something to do with back spasms, which I didn't really buy.

So instead I sat there in the sun and ate ice creams with Madame Red and our Scottish friend.

Well, Maria, too bad for you because it was very nice all the same.