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Women's Tennis: The Marketing Model
Part 2: A Good Script for the Price

In March of 1998, 53-year-old tennis enthusiast Arnon Milchan took steps to bring his favorite sport to a wider audience. Milchan, producer of nearly 50 films including "Pretty Woman" and "L.A. Confidential", met with WTA Executives at his Malibu, California home. Through Regency Enterprises (a $1.4 billion film and television production company of which he owns 49.5 percent) and Puma (his stake: 32 percent of the German sportswear maker), he secured global television rights to the WTA Tour for 9 years. The $120m deal also made Puma the official tennis apparel and shoe company of the tour.

The coupling of professional sports and Hollywood hucksters is nothing new. Media magnate Rupert Murdoch owns baseball’s L.A. Dodgers and broadcasts all of the team’s games on his Fox Sports Network. Ted Turner practically founded his TBS Superstation on Atlanta Braves games. Women’s tennis, though, is rife with rivalry and sex appeal; ingredients long and largely ignored. "The people who have been running the tennis business have either been career people or amateurs as far as understanding the entertainment side," Milchan said.

For the producer, the WTA Tour is simply another film project to which he gave the green light. The players are his actors and the plots play out both on and off the court.

Lights, camera, action.

40-30. 5-4. Anna Kournikova to serve. She has proven her detractors wrong by finally reaching a Grand Slam final. Up a set against her more lumbering opponent, Lindsay Davenport, Kournikova has a championship point, even. She bounces the ball - nine times before lofting it over her head. Her tossing left hand stays pointed at the rising ball as her right shoulder comes around with ferocity. Fully extended, she smacks a 110 mph serve add-court ward.

Davenport’s expectant eyes widen and she steps just inside the baseline. She cocks back a two-fisted backhand but stops short. Kournikova has dumped her serve into the net. As the ball dribbles back to her feet, Anna crinkles her nose and mutters, "dropped my head." She is painfully aware that her serve is the first stroke to fail her under pressure.

A quick tug at her ponytail and a glance to the adoring crowd, though, restores her confidence. Arnold Schwarzenegger flashes a gap-toothed "Yah!" grin and double thumbs up from his celebrity box seat. Brad Pitt, lounging between Jennifer Aniston and Queen Elizabeth II in the royalty box, nods and grin coolly. A stadium-wide chant of "Anna – Anna – Anna" grows stronger as the beauty prepares to slay the beast.

Kournikova strikes her second serve as furiously as her first, sending it screaming down the T and past Davenport’s flailing forehand attempt. "Ho," the center lineswoman bellows, her right hand outstretched, signaling the serve wide. A few scattered whistles punctuate the crowd’s silence. With a frown and skirt-flipping twirl, Kournikova approaches the chair umpire. "How did you see it?" she asks with intended innocence. He shifts uneasily in his high chair, trying to avert her pleading stare. "Overruled" he coughs into his mic with a slight crack in his voice. "Game, set, championship Kournikova."
"...the girls aren't going to be the Spice Girls and still win tennis matches"

Okay, so this never happened. Anna Kournikova has not won a professional singles tournament let alone Wimbledon. But she is arguably the top draw on the women’s tour and, without question, the embodiment of Arnon Milchan’s vision.

He thinks in terms of cameras anchored over players’ benches to capture the slightest exposure of cleavage. To boost the game’s glamour, he has asked his Puma designers to costume players in non-traditional tennis garb. Think Kournikova’s shiny gold Adidas dresses and Venus Williams’ "Star Trek" – inspired Reebok pieces. He would even like to change the way the game is scored, hoping to quicken its pace and appease advertisers by allotting more time for change-overs.

Tennis purists may cry foul but some see Milchan’s vision as ingenious and ultimately beneficial to the women’s tour. Billie Jean King, for instance, a living tennis legend and founder of the WTA, supports Milchan’s plan with one proviso: "You’ve got to give people a spectacle. The trouble is, the girls aren’t going to be the Spice Girls and still win tennis matches. I’ve got news for you: Being a professional athlete is a full-time job. If they think they’re going to be in movies and do their sports, they won’t be able to maintain their performance level."


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