Random Tennis Stuff
Ok, so we lost this weekend, which kind of sucks. I hate 2nd place, especially when I know I can play BETTER than that! Still, we put in a good showing and got a trophy anyway... and an insanely kitschy, tragic trophy it is. Nothing like the Tiffany crystal tennis ball I won for singles last year, but whaddya gonna do? I love *all* my tennis trophies equally, as is only natural.
What is not natural is how beautiful James Blake is, regardless of how many times he breaks my heart by pissing away his chances at semifinal -- I'm not even asking for a Slam WIN... just a semifinal, James. But, I love you anyway... how can I not? LOOK AT HIM, PEOPLE!
What did I say? Gorgeous.
Yes, cheesy goodness!
But, see what I mean about this one? Beautiful!
What is not natural is how beautiful James Blake is, regardless of how many times he breaks my heart by pissing away his chances at semifinal -- I'm not even asking for a Slam WIN... just a semifinal, James. But, I love you anyway... how can I not? LOOK AT HIM, PEOPLE!
What did I say? Gorgeous.
Yes, cheesy goodness!
But, see what I mean about this one? Beautiful!