What a week it has been at Drexel. Big crowds, big matches. Chris Gordon beating a top-twenty player. Everyone is texting, voting on let calls and who is going to win. Tremendous.

Two formal Hall of Fame inductions. Joyce Davenport getting acolades for her half century of brilliance. There are many good things to note about Joyce’s career: her world title, her managing the country’s oldest commercial squash club, the fact that she played at Wimbledon, that she got to the quarters of the nationals in 1960 when she was just eighteen and had just started playing.

But what I love is this: a Hall of Famer for just four days, she is playing in the second-annual, $15,000 2012 Philadelphia Open, a women’s pro doubles tournament at Philadelphia Country Club. Today she has not one but two matches—one in the main draw, playing with Kasey Brown and one in the pro-am, playing with Molly Pierce. The combined age of her two opponents in the main draw is less than Joyce’s age. 

And then Bob Callahan’s induction. An enormous crowd—dozens and dozens of Princeton alums, the entire current team, childhood friends—standing ovations, constant hugging, many with tears in their eyes. It was the signature moment of the week. For once, we were able to honor in person one of our game’s greatest guys.