By Nick Georgandis

It makes perfect sense that Caroline Wozniacki's charity music release is called "Oxygen" - about halfway through it, I passed out and needed some.

Wozniacki is a great player and a great person. She agreed to "sing" the tune to raise money for the Paralympic teams from her native Denmark and Poland, where her parents immigrated from.

With enough auto-tune to make Rebecca Black sound like a singer, Wozniacki belts out such timeless lyrics as "Yo, waht's your name girl? My name is Caroline." and "Boy, you're my match point." Yikes.

The good news here is that Wozniacki seldom takes herself seriously - as could be witnessed last year when she told gullible media members that she had once been attacked by a kangaroo.

Wozniacki has never been one to put up with crap either - lashing out at critics, even Martina Navratilova, who dogged her for being ranked No. 1 without having a Grand Slam title to her credit.

As terrible as the song is, it's done for the right reasons - to raise money and to have fun, which more professional athletes should take as a fine example of how to carry one's self off the court.