Ramona Singer

No one is safe when The Real Husband of NYC dishes on tennis, Jill's apartment, and Silex.

on Apr 8, 2009

After being told about the negative things Jill said about me on her blog last week and then reading it for myself, I felt it was time to set the record straight. To begin the tennis match this year was never Jill's idea nor was it supposed to be a rematch of last year's girls doubles. I had approached Ramona with the idea of doing a mixed doubles match with one of her girlfriends and I would arrange to get a friend of mine of equal ability as myself to have a fun game. We then thought that either Jill or LuAnn would be a good opponent but ultimately decided on Jill because of the competitive nature between the two girls. I told Ramona I would get my good friend and tennis pro, Kirk Moritz, who had recently become the director of tennis at a beautiful new private club in Queens called City View Racquet. He readily accepted and I was looking forward to what I felt would be a fun yet very competitive game. Kirk has been a tennis teaching pro for years and was also nationally ranked in both the men's seniors, which I currently compete in, as well as the men's circuit in his youth. We have played each other many times over the years in tournaments as well as practice, and our matches are always close and competitive. He is a real gentleman and a class guy. I knew this mixed doubles match would be very entertaining both to play and for people to watch. I was actually concerned that Jill and Kirk could defeat Ramona and me, but that's what good tennis is about — where the outcome is in doubt. Who likes to watch a one-sided affair in any sport?!

I approached Jill at the Russell Simmons benefit and invited her to play. Immediately Jill being who she is reacted with "I'll get my own pro. I don't trust you Mario. You'll probably set me up with some loser just so you and Ramona can beat me." Interesting how Jill would think that way, but her nature is to always get the upper hand and make you look bad. In any case, after a couple of months of her stalling and sending me e-mails that she was too busy, out of town, and her pro was coming from the West coast and only available on two days that were impossible for me to play, we finally got the match set up, and of course I was embarrassed to let Kirk know that he would not be playing at his own club because Jill thought he was not good enough without even seeing him hit a ball. Now,not only had Jill taken what was supposed to be a fun game and turned it into an "I'm Jill Zarin and I have to win event," but she even claimed that she had set up the game and found the venue where the match was going to take place. She also accused me of saying I was so upset at the Page Six party that I was taking my toys home and going home. Funny, I thought I said that to her.