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[ Oh, it had been a pretty amazing day ( Read more... ) -
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So far, so good. It’s not a proper final without a wobble that draws an uneasy silence from the crowd - is Oliver Wilkinson about to lose his first game in the entire Aegon Championship? At love-forty, it’s looking pretty bad. 96.5% of the spectators have their eyes on the twenty three year old, waiting with utterly bated breath. There are a couple ( Read more... ) -
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[ Holed up in the shady corner of the Roland Garros practice court, Ollie doesn't care that he's getting red dust all over his shorts. His legs are also coated with the bright orange, as he's been having a bad evening on the clay, slipping and sliding all over the place with all the grace of a newborn giraffe. His trainer has already called it a ( Read more... ) -
( MEME ) unfinished, bear with me :'|
❶. Angst: He tells himself that Barney will come back. That's the logical continuation of events, that this whole stupid thing will blow over and Barney will come back, settle into the office again, and everything can continue as it was. But as days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months, Jen starts looking through CVs again. And slowly, Ollie ( Read more... ) -
( 001 )
[ Oliver Wilkinson is becoming increasingly aware of the fact that as time goes by, when he is bothered or annoyed or in a particularly cheery mood, the easiest and generally most enjoyable course of action is to slam himself into the presence of his physiotherapist as fast as humanely possible. Sometimes this involves a heated but brisk stomping, ( Read more... )