First, the shirt that everyone can't stop talking about: Tomas Berdych's soccer-style jersey, with blue and white stripes accentuating the Czech's 6'5" height. Yes, it's amusing that his entire entourage, perched in his player's box, is sporting the exact same shirt. That said, the Argentine-esque futbol shirt (it's just a more royal shade of blue) fails only in that its blue turns out to be too similar to that of the Melbourne hard courts. It doesn't pop as much against that background. Even so, it succeeds in this: Everyone's talking about it.

What is it about the Czech men and their style sense? Where Berdych's shirt gets an indifferent pass here, the design and coloration of Radek Stepanek's top are downright garish. 

Nothing's particularly wrong withRyan Harrison's getup. What does not compute: That facial-hair growth in light of temperatures above 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Mow that face, man. Who knows? You just might feel more sleek and nimble. 

Andy Murray has personality and quotable quotes to spare. What falls short is his attire. This look seems like that you'd find on Every Club Player in America. 

A game Adrian Mannarino fell to David Ferrer, but not before revealing his own sartorial statement. The shirt and shorts, also worn by Harrison, are fine. His shoes just flat-out clash against the color scheme higher up on his frame. He won't ever receive styles above the off-the-rack look, but the guy could do better to match his wardrobe to his winsome style and personality. 

Suffice it to say this: The hues ofRafael Nadal's shirt and shorts are spot on. That said, whoever happens to invent a sweat-wicking fabric that can spare his glands from oozing out gallons each match will become a rich person.

The baseball-style take on Berdych's some-other-sport look, Bernard Tomic's laidback garb belied the fact that his world remains in tatters. He's torn, and that's not just a reference to his groin muscle. 

For a star who looks so good off the court, at player parties and so on,Agnieszka Radwanska's in-match style leaves much to be desired. Then again, the largely white look turns out to be super-sensible in these searing days. (And hey, unlike days of old—even five years ago—at least she has a sponsor.) 

I always want more for Bethanie Mattek-Sands, as major results go. Here's hoping that, for at least one Grand Slam event, her matches will catch up with her sense of style. For now, it's just a flash in the pan. 

What is this, Wimbledon? Sabine Lisicki bowed out to Monica Niculescu, but thankfully, spared us the lachrymose dramatics—and any more glances at that yawner of an all-white number, though it was well-fitted. 

Daniela Hantuchova is a beautiful woman. The same is true for Ana Ivanovic, also rocking this dress Down Under. What doesn't work about it is that it tries so hard to be tennis couture. The bust sort of piles up, doing nothing for the look and making one feel that the player has to be a bit uncomfortable in it. Give up the ghost with this dress. Sometimes function truly bests form.

Mona Barthel possesses a beautiful backhand. What she doesn't own is a bent for fashion that would keep her from outfitting in skirts like this hideous piece. (Be glad that you're spared a closer, "better" look at it.)