Day 1 - From your left, compacted into the hold.
Federer and big, move forward without leaving anything. The first day of the Open of Australia 2011 closes with a few surprises and no great shakes. It is presented in the best way the former world number one Roger Federer . Just over an hour to be a sparkling Swiss practice to attend to Lucas Lacko, and five games left in the street. Far more convincing is the next obstacle: that Gilles Simon recently won in Sydney and after a set waiting comatose folds the Chinese in Taiwan Lu (perhaps one of the five most insignificant players in history to have arrived in the quarterfinals in a Grand Slam, to Wimbledon 2010). Even the crumbs left on the street Andy Roddick, Novak Djokovic and Thomas Berdych . Smoothly even the onset of Nando Verdasco . Iberia, with a lot of embarrassing crest grouse that means scaring the larks dairy free is easy to imagine and heartbreaking quell'irriducibile Teutonic name corresponding to Rainer Schuettler. What the "tennis lively, bubbly and funny "(the person who wrote such verses of a poem veined sub-human, now wandering in a mental health center. He tells jokes, sings and says she has an imaginary friend. No, not the one who governs us. He another type of imbalance, as well as fifty years younger.).
Even among women, few big quakes and sent marching to the second round. Still perceive it even Maria Sharapova, despite the evidence. The statue of lead Siberian is honored not only the central field, but even to open the whole year, with a performance by eardrums torn screaming for mercy. The whole world is country, and vellum syndrome is a disease prevalent among the old depraved. Going back as far as possible, tennis, Russia remained the only club a few scattered rales and inhuman. More than enough to defuse the small Thai Tamarine Tanasugarn. Masha for the Howler, the maximum target seems within reach (second round, if unimaginable catastrophes do not occur). Date not the best, Caroline Wozniacki , in a white pleated dress 40s, is careful not to overdo against Gisela Dulko. The orderly and school Argentina is always engaged, without ever giving the impression you get into the game thanks to some favorable gust. The magazine is a fantastic double coated with a Flavia Pennetta. Forward momentum of well Na Li , Svetlana Kuznetsova , always embarrassing in those shorts from 70's disco, and physically every time more like a duck suit, and the attitude of those who like to take around someone with verses from trivial farrier baritone. Yanina Wickmayer comes to the head of a complicated match debut with the player in better shape at the time, Jarmila Groth, delicious Australian frightened as funai seal the tuna fishing season in Alaska. Try in vain to resist, supported by the public, then lost the third. Loses September 1 es'innervosisce, Francesca Schiavone . Start snuffed, half in Milanese dialect nor was the granddaughter of "Dogui and half in English, against judges (line, eh. Oh well at Palazzo Grazioli that the visits were memorable, but ...) short-sighted. Claim justice. Then he takes to play as he knows, and is the head of a English virago with sunglasses that shoots across the board slashing, Aranxta Parra Santoja. Other
. Little surprises and little confirmation. not disappoint Xavier Malisse , holding to predictions, the magic hand and finally form a neighboring sporting decency. Pablo Andujar beat in three sets and approaches that the third round with Federer we look at the garrulous palpitizio corazon. The young Grigor Dimitrov , returned triumphant from qualifying, the Bra pulls down the Kazakh Andrey Golubev, a clear phase of denial of reality. Maybe he already pays the unfortunate fact of training in Italy. Well also volleante Mahut in comparison with the elf evil qualified Argentine Dabul. Note also positive and pleasant dall'anacronistico Mannarino left side of the Alps, from the old pirate bald Ljubicic, the heron Stakhovsky , Janko Tipsarevic , authoritarian Russia against German Mischa Zverev impalpable and (Hear-hear) from Richard Gasquet , freed in three sets of explosive and phenomenal talent held together by tape, aka Frank Dancevic, already heroic in overcoming the qualifications.
Small surprises are rather from the elimination of Nikolay Davydenko the hands of the pleasant "Mecir minor" Florian Mayer. A surprise that is predictable, does not leave me shaken. The Teutonic, in addition to the fibrillar me a heart for service movement and the reversal of mold Biman almost gattonesco, tennis is of value. And talented. In summary, German Italian mica. Close the program's defeat Ivo Karlovic against compatriot Ivan Dodig at the end of a marathon on September 5 Let the tournament the old Ivo sadly, not before he shot fifty aces. All regular, in fact. Except that funny guy, Dodig, born in Medjugorje, and that the Madonna of miracles must have received several thank you. Above all, to make the tennis player. In spite of that face, that body, that arm. Among women, little surprise the untimely demise of the increasingly remote Aravane Rezai, on a non excelled.
The story corner, in a sport increasingly arid and mechanical if it takes Jelena Dokic. It's not important the unknown opponent. Is it not even a matter for the courts. But the twenty-seven Serbian adopted by Australia in Melbourne on the field always puts his heart. Supported and pampered by pubbici. The former child prodigy tortured by a drunk ogre worthy only of a maximum security prison, two years ago has been reborn to new life. Jelena Dokic is no longer a champion. Has not yet resolved all the problems caused by that childhood horror, but his every move has finally filled an unfathomable lightness. Passing over all the evidence. And never mind if tennis is now on the challenger, if the scale is often not the friend. Domina in two easy sets, and his victory can not but be greeted pleasantly. Even touch a heart dry and cynical, like that of the writer. Emotion that becomes more violent thinking about 101 euro and 68 cents that his victory (along with the exact results of Malisse, Federer and three ogresses WTA) gave me. Now is the second round, and Jelena anything, will always be a win.
Italy has awoken. I long for not having seen even one frame of the match of the three blue. Adequately obscured from the cameras and forgotten by an accomplice sleep. But things patriotically obscene video message to the desire I had enough of a unified network guy seriously ill. Of mind. But we come with
order. He lost in four sets against Fabio Fognini Kei Nishikori , pleasant talent from Pokemon Crystal. No surprise (for anyone with a modicum of expertise in tennis, but also enough Baghmington or pelota). Nippo is the player technically and mentally superior than our best tennis. Nobody expected the miracle by Marcus Prugnola against Thomas Berdych . Our already very good at passing the qualifying, humiliating the presumed talent destined Simone Bolelli (do not think I can say a few words on the sparkling talent Budrio). He can not even another miracle our (mostly) laudable bishop Flavio Cipolla. He, too bright to overcome the qualifications. Some Italiot allowed in premium from a nursing home and of course bookmakers who have had a consecutive week of violent drunk of vodka, gave the Roman Empire against the favored French Benoit Paire (whose victory was paid to 2.37). How to mix up the jewelry with lead. It was enough to have seen half the match with a challenger or a movie to youtube to see how the tennis player is much more trans thickness. Talented, unbalanced, crazy and brilliant. Loser in pectore, perhaps, but certainly not against Cipolla. And while it dominates the willing Flavio in three sets.
Federer and big, move forward without leaving anything. The first day of the Open of Australia 2011 closes with a few surprises and no great shakes. It is presented in the best way the former world number one Roger Federer . Just over an hour to be a sparkling Swiss practice to attend to Lucas Lacko, and five games left in the street. Far more convincing is the next obstacle: that Gilles Simon recently won in Sydney and after a set waiting comatose folds the Chinese in Taiwan Lu (perhaps one of the five most insignificant players in history to have arrived in the quarterfinals in a Grand Slam, to Wimbledon 2010). Even the crumbs left on the street Andy Roddick, Novak Djokovic and Thomas Berdych . Smoothly even the onset of Nando Verdasco . Iberia, with a lot of embarrassing crest grouse that means scaring the larks dairy free is easy to imagine and heartbreaking quell'irriducibile Teutonic name corresponding to Rainer Schuettler. What the "tennis lively, bubbly and funny "(the person who wrote such verses of a poem veined sub-human, now wandering in a mental health center. He tells jokes, sings and says she has an imaginary friend. No, not the one who governs us. He another type of imbalance, as well as fifty years younger.).
Even among women, few big quakes and sent marching to the second round. Still perceive it even Maria Sharapova, despite the evidence. The statue of lead Siberian is honored not only the central field, but even to open the whole year, with a performance by eardrums torn screaming for mercy. The whole world is country, and vellum syndrome is a disease prevalent among the old depraved. Going back as far as possible, tennis, Russia remained the only club a few scattered rales and inhuman. More than enough to defuse the small Thai Tamarine Tanasugarn. Masha for the Howler, the maximum target seems within reach (second round, if unimaginable catastrophes do not occur). Date not the best, Caroline Wozniacki , in a white pleated dress 40s, is careful not to overdo against Gisela Dulko. The orderly and school Argentina is always engaged, without ever giving the impression you get into the game thanks to some favorable gust. The magazine is a fantastic double coated with a Flavia Pennetta. Forward momentum of well Na Li , Svetlana Kuznetsova , always embarrassing in those shorts from 70's disco, and physically every time more like a duck suit, and the attitude of those who like to take around someone with verses from trivial farrier baritone. Yanina Wickmayer comes to the head of a complicated match debut with the player in better shape at the time, Jarmila Groth, delicious Australian frightened as funai seal the tuna fishing season in Alaska. Try in vain to resist, supported by the public, then lost the third. Loses September 1 es'innervosisce, Francesca Schiavone . Start snuffed, half in Milanese dialect nor was the granddaughter of "Dogui and half in English, against judges (line, eh. Oh well at Palazzo Grazioli that the visits were memorable, but ...) short-sighted. Claim justice. Then he takes to play as he knows, and is the head of a English virago with sunglasses that shoots across the board slashing, Aranxta Parra Santoja. Other
. Little surprises and little confirmation. not disappoint Xavier Malisse , holding to predictions, the magic hand and finally form a neighboring sporting decency. Pablo Andujar beat in three sets and approaches that the third round with Federer we look at the garrulous palpitizio corazon. The young Grigor Dimitrov , returned triumphant from qualifying, the Bra pulls down the Kazakh Andrey Golubev, a clear phase of denial of reality. Maybe he already pays the unfortunate fact of training in Italy. Well also volleante Mahut in comparison with the elf evil qualified Argentine Dabul. Note also positive and pleasant dall'anacronistico Mannarino left side of the Alps, from the old pirate bald Ljubicic, the heron Stakhovsky , Janko Tipsarevic , authoritarian Russia against German Mischa Zverev impalpable and (Hear-hear) from Richard Gasquet , freed in three sets of explosive and phenomenal talent held together by tape, aka Frank Dancevic, already heroic in overcoming the qualifications.
Small surprises are rather from the elimination of Nikolay Davydenko the hands of the pleasant "Mecir minor" Florian Mayer. A surprise that is predictable, does not leave me shaken. The Teutonic, in addition to the fibrillar me a heart for service movement and the reversal of mold Biman almost gattonesco, tennis is of value. And talented. In summary, German Italian mica. Close the program's defeat Ivo Karlovic against compatriot Ivan Dodig at the end of a marathon on September 5 Let the tournament the old Ivo sadly, not before he shot fifty aces. All regular, in fact. Except that funny guy, Dodig, born in Medjugorje, and that the Madonna of miracles must have received several thank you. Above all, to make the tennis player. In spite of that face, that body, that arm. Among women, little surprise the untimely demise of the increasingly remote Aravane Rezai, on a non excelled.
The story corner, in a sport increasingly arid and mechanical if it takes Jelena Dokic. It's not important the unknown opponent. Is it not even a matter for the courts. But the twenty-seven Serbian adopted by Australia in Melbourne on the field always puts his heart. Supported and pampered by pubbici. The former child prodigy tortured by a drunk ogre worthy only of a maximum security prison, two years ago has been reborn to new life. Jelena Dokic is no longer a champion. Has not yet resolved all the problems caused by that childhood horror, but his every move has finally filled an unfathomable lightness. Passing over all the evidence. And never mind if tennis is now on the challenger, if the scale is often not the friend. Domina in two easy sets, and his victory can not but be greeted pleasantly. Even touch a heart dry and cynical, like that of the writer. Emotion that becomes more violent thinking about 101 euro and 68 cents that his victory (along with the exact results of Malisse, Federer and three ogresses WTA) gave me. Now is the second round, and Jelena anything, will always be a win.
Italy has awoken. I long for not having seen even one frame of the match of the three blue. Adequately obscured from the cameras and forgotten by an accomplice sleep. But things patriotically obscene video message to the desire I had enough of a unified network guy seriously ill. Of mind. But we come with
order. He lost in four sets against Fabio Fognini Kei Nishikori , pleasant talent from Pokemon Crystal. No surprise (for anyone with a modicum of expertise in tennis, but also enough Baghmington or pelota). Nippo is the player technically and mentally superior than our best tennis. Nobody expected the miracle by Marcus Prugnola against Thomas Berdych . Our already very good at passing the qualifying, humiliating the presumed talent destined Simone Bolelli (do not think I can say a few words on the sparkling talent Budrio). He can not even another miracle our (mostly) laudable bishop Flavio Cipolla. He, too bright to overcome the qualifications. Some Italiot allowed in premium from a nursing home and of course bookmakers who have had a consecutive week of violent drunk of vodka, gave the Roman Empire against the favored French Benoit Paire (whose victory was paid to 2.37). How to mix up the jewelry with lead. It was enough to have seen half the match with a challenger or a movie to youtube to see how the tennis player is much more trans thickness. Talented, unbalanced, crazy and brilliant. Loser in pectore, perhaps, but certainly not against Cipolla. And while it dominates the willing Flavio in three sets.
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