BNP Paribas Open 2027 — Indian Wells Tennis Garden
Tennis has four tournaments that matter and then it has this one, which the players themselves half-jokingly call the fifth. It sits in the desert two hours east of Los Angeles, the courts are hard and blue and the light comes down flat off the Santa Rosa mountains, and for two weeks in early spring the entire professional tour relocates to the Coachella Valley.
The reason to go rather than watch is the access, and it is genuinely unusual. Outside the main stadium there are a dozen other courts, and in the first week you can stand four feet from a top-twenty player grinding through a practice set with nobody else watching. No other event at this level lets you do that.
It is also a very Southern Californian thing in a way that has nothing to do with sport: date shakes, a garden full of people in sunglasses pretending they are not looking for someone famous, and the specific desert phenomenon where it is eighty degrees at two and you want a jacket by seven.
Fifteen days from the end of February on Miles Avenue in Indian Wells. Grounds passes are the value play, not the stadium seats.
Tennis has four tournaments that matter and then it has this one, which the players themselves half-jokingly call the fifth. It sits in the desert two hours east of Los Angeles, the courts are hard and blue and the light comes down flat off the Santa Rosa mountains, and for two weeks in early spring the entire professional tour relocates to the Coachella Valley.
The reason to go rather than watch is the access, and it is genuinely unusual. Outside the main stadium there are a dozen other courts, and in the first week you can stand four feet from a top-twenty player grinding through a practice set with nobody else watching. No other event at this level lets you do that.
It is also a very Southern Californian thing in a way that has nothing to do with sport: date shakes, a garden full of people in sunglasses pretending they are not looking for someone famous, and the specific desert phenomenon where it is eighty degrees at two and you want a jacket by seven.
Fifteen days from the end of February on Miles Avenue in Indian Wells. Grounds passes are the value play, not the stadium seats.
Tennis has four tournaments that matter and then it has this one, which the players themselves half-jokingly call the fifth. It sits in the desert two hours east of Los Angeles, the courts are hard and blue and the light comes down flat off the Santa Rosa mountains, and for two weeks in early spring the entire professional tour relocates to the Coachella Valley.
The reason to go rather than watch is the access, and it is genuinely unusual. Outside the main stadium there are a dozen other courts, and in the first week you can stand four feet from a top-twenty player grinding through a practice set with nobody else watching. No other event at this level lets you do that.
It is also a very Southern Californian thing in a way that has nothing to do with sport: date shakes, a garden full of people in sunglasses pretending they are not looking for someone famous, and the specific desert phenomenon where it is eighty degrees at two and you want a jacket by seven.
Fifteen days from the end of February on Miles Avenue in Indian Wells. Grounds passes are the value play, not the stadium seats.
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