So yesterday I figured I’d put together something cool about Bianca Andreescu – you know, those intense tennis action shots mixed with her adorable off-court moments. Seems straightforward, right? Ha! Here’s how it actually went down.
Starting the Hunt
First, I opened up Google like always, typing “Bianca Andreescu best pics”. Instant regret. Page after page of clickbait junk popped up. Low-res stuff from sketchy blogs, awkward fan edits, even creepy close-ups. Felt like digging through trash bins behind a paparazzi convention.
Filtering Nightmare
Started sifting like crazy. Had three tabs open:
- Getty Images for actual tennis shots
- Her Instagram feed for personal moments
- Sports news sites for match highlights
But Getty’s watermarks? They cover half the damn photo. And her Instagram’s all selfies – cute but zero action. News sites only had tiny thumbnails that look like pixel art when blown up. Wasted two hours before I realized this ain’t working.
Deep Dive Solution
Then I remembered something smart from last year. I rerouted to Tennis Australia’s free archive – watched full replay videos of her 2019 US Open run. Whenever she smashed a banger shot, I hit print screen like a madman. Got 200+ screenshots of real action: grunts, hair flying, that warrior stare.
Cute Moments Hack
For the softer stuff, I hunted press conferences. Those YouTube interviews where she giggles about pineapple pizza? Gold. But here’s the kicker – most were potato quality. Dug up old tweets from Tennis Canada’s photographers. Found gems like Bianca hugging her dog mid-tournament buried in a 2018 thread.
Assembly Line Struggles
Now came the sorting hell. I had:
- 72 blurry action shots
- 53 decent ones
- 19 perfect frames
Cropped them till my eyes crossed. Color-corrected until her pink sweatbands looked radioactive. Deleted anything with visible sweat droplets – weirdos ruin everything.
The Final Stretch
Organized ’em into folders labeled “GOAT Shots” and “Chill Bianca”. Thought I was done… then realized file sizes ballooned to 3GB. Spent midnight compressing images til Dropbox stopped yelling at me. Accidentally squashed one pic so flat she looked like Minecraft Bianca. Had to redo that batch twice.
In the end? Got crispy serves, vicious backhands, and giggly interviews that didn’t look like ransom photos. Would I do it again? Hell no. But hey, my cloud storage’s crying happy tears now.
