We see a little, what you can get out of the second round of this tournament so far full of great surprises, eliminating some pseudo-Italian as excellent and prediction (who has preserved half diopter dall'infestante disease dell'insipienza) out from the beginning: ready, go out!
Davverman Nadal-1. The world number one came back after the way of the cross which had accompanied Ferrer in the semifinals in Melbourne. The board had given him as a meal of ostrich feather mattresses on which to recline. Something (anything but) should offer more Somdev Davverman, number one in the Indian growth (already an ATP final in 2011), capable to scare Serbia in Davis and at Indian Wells to appear in a sprint on Xavier Malisse, eternal and sick talent burned in honor of some god damned infernal patron of idleness. Beyond the deceptive appearance of Ronaldinho Gaucho, difficult to perform circus Somdev numbers useless seal tamed, but it will be expected to spread relentlessly in Iberian dall'arrotante tank. I say and preach that if you have an Indian managed to pass the seven games won, it would be a triumph.
Montanes-Karlovic 2. Hands up who would have predicted this match (except those who thought to Bolelli and Seppi top ten in 2010). The two take the place of Almagro and Ferrer. The first squeezed out into the marshes terricolous less triumphant touring South America. The second, on the fast, when not at the top of the horrid conditions, can easily be missed by Karlovic. Much will depend on its service, but the elderly Croatian giant (seen in the decline in the first tournament of the year), has a great chance to get back in the quarterfinals of a Masters in 1000 and re-launch into the unknown. The other, Montanes, has already been good to win three matches and should (for conditional obligation) to tag along. A demonstration that a thirty terraiolo in the DNA, if level, convinced and professional, can improve and do well on the fast. Example for those who expect miracles from Our terraioli very clear that they do their mission ancestral parish earn points in tournaments, earn participation in the 1000 Masters, pocketing the check, and without any restraint, playing in such venues as if they were to gather wild onions on the concrete.
Querrey Robredo-1X2 (tending to 1). Succulent eighth, to be enjoyed from the first 15. Armed with xamamina. Yet the two have not stolen anything. The American physicist "hang hangers" and the expression of the typical serial killer who resigned surrender to the authorities, has ridiculed Fernando Verdasco. Test unreliable because good right now, Nando would also miss his colleague Emilio Fede night club (if only the octogenarian "journalist" dress up in tennis). Tommy Robredo, and lacerating tremendissimo like few others, is English, however, a different temper. Example of professionalism, he had played four tournaments on the South American red (with some good results), it is now here, in the second round of 1000 Masters on the fast after resizing the eternal promise Donald Young (the Talentino Moretto, inevitably, has not stood the test of nine, after having ousted by none other than Murray version ghost cheese). Tommy will not have the crackling of Nando arm, but does not give anyone anything. Fabio Fognini knows. And who knows what to think now our beloved "McSafin" that in these hours is rather busy in the first round of the fundamental challenger Le Gosier (do not even find 32 players to make a board canon), against the Swiss Bohli. Probably lost in three sets and amiably vezzeggerà opponent "homme de merde" (being talented, always insulting and only in the mother tongue of whoever happens at gunpoint).
Kohlschreiber Del Potro-1. This is undoubtedly the eighth most fascinating. The bomber Tandil has now confirmed to be on track to return even at high levels, after the good omens left in the U.S. earlier triptych. Ljubicic won in recovery with the aspirations and crashed dell'atipico rattlesnake slippery Dolgopolov. Match beautiful with cheerful-arm sling stones coming out of Ukraine and Argentina's relentless gunfire. Giovanni Martino, reloaded the arm of Fire, Part favored with Philipp Kohlschreiber. The German has found the perfect melody symphony to beat Soderling, also because of a Swedish ice melted as the sun. With that reverse lapping absent expression of anxiety, it has a duty, if not repeat itself, contribute to the beauty of the match.
Roddick-Gasquet 1X2 (but also 2, dancing to rarefied clouds of marzipan). Interesting too. The experienced American and tracked the swan deliciously lame. The power and strength of the Yankees and the fragility of mind combined with a melody that is inspired by tennis god opium drugged, tortured by the French from the meninges. Roddick has virtually nothing risked, and was dominating the Blake and Isner. Richard has charmed and frustrated instead, with delicious shots, the ambitions of a Melzer that when you start making mistakes, continues to throw it all away with indignant fury unbearable. Rationality would like an obvious victory for the U.S.. The poem can not end in itself indicate that the Bard's magical suicide sports Gasquet. Free bet, depending on your personality. Put to the limit "Gasquet won the first set and lost the match" (7.50), and you do not go very far from making.
Djokovic-1 Troicki. Once again we propinano horror of this derby between the two that seem the result of the same loins. The draws of tournaments seem to enjoy tormenting me with this hammering in the matches. Among the "original" and copy all the more unbearable, the first usually prevails. Between the Prophet and the dolphin, the same. Among the "Igor" of "Frankenstein Jr" and "the eye of the mother" immortal "Battleship Potemkin", ditto. Without a strong preference for someone to make a choice and be bound by, say, between the gibbering rants and ruminations of Bossi intellectuals of the "Trout".
Wawrinka-Berdych 1X2. Typical coupling the difficult odds. The Swiss child has been for months now at the top 10. The Czech is in the numbers, but good alternative to obscene performance falls. Here is gone smoothly, but without any significant obstacles. Stanislas also exceeded miraculous comeback in the old hospice Davydenko (recovering from 3-6 3-5) and has been shown to present a different level than Cilic. I feel only to say that will end the third set, you decide for whom (to take the disagreeable sympathy Switzerland. Irrationally fallacious logic, Czech).
Federer-Harrison 1. Expected the eighth most interesting of the lot, between Federer and the new sensation of ATP Milos Raonic. The bomber was Canadian but was scaled down from the doomed American teenager Ryan Harrison. Federer ingiudicabile until now because Chela is not much text, especially on fast. Only a fool hen squawking as cowardly can be captured by crisis fibrillation and coronary suicide against Argentina at Indian Wells. Dominate, to serve for the match and then losing the third (who is this big fool? Take a survey and you'll easily). Harrison will play well, maybe picking up a decent score, but hardly bisser the company. The famous litmus test "Tommasiana.
Davverman Nadal-1. The world number one came back after the way of the cross which had accompanied Ferrer in the semifinals in Melbourne. The board had given him as a meal of ostrich feather mattresses on which to recline. Something (anything but) should offer more Somdev Davverman, number one in the Indian growth (already an ATP final in 2011), capable to scare Serbia in Davis and at Indian Wells to appear in a sprint on Xavier Malisse, eternal and sick talent burned in honor of some god damned infernal patron of idleness. Beyond the deceptive appearance of Ronaldinho Gaucho, difficult to perform circus Somdev numbers useless seal tamed, but it will be expected to spread relentlessly in Iberian dall'arrotante tank. I say and preach that if you have an Indian managed to pass the seven games won, it would be a triumph.
Montanes-Karlovic 2. Hands up who would have predicted this match (except those who thought to Bolelli and Seppi top ten in 2010). The two take the place of Almagro and Ferrer. The first squeezed out into the marshes terricolous less triumphant touring South America. The second, on the fast, when not at the top of the horrid conditions, can easily be missed by Karlovic. Much will depend on its service, but the elderly Croatian giant (seen in the decline in the first tournament of the year), has a great chance to get back in the quarterfinals of a Masters in 1000 and re-launch into the unknown. The other, Montanes, has already been good to win three matches and should (for conditional obligation) to tag along. A demonstration that a thirty terraiolo in the DNA, if level, convinced and professional, can improve and do well on the fast. Example for those who expect miracles from Our terraioli very clear that they do their mission ancestral parish earn points in tournaments, earn participation in the 1000 Masters, pocketing the check, and without any restraint, playing in such venues as if they were to gather wild onions on the concrete.
Querrey Robredo-1X2 (tending to 1). Succulent eighth, to be enjoyed from the first 15. Armed with xamamina. Yet the two have not stolen anything. The American physicist "hang hangers" and the expression of the typical serial killer who resigned surrender to the authorities, has ridiculed Fernando Verdasco. Test unreliable because good right now, Nando would also miss his colleague Emilio Fede night club (if only the octogenarian "journalist" dress up in tennis). Tommy Robredo, and lacerating tremendissimo like few others, is English, however, a different temper. Example of professionalism, he had played four tournaments on the South American red (with some good results), it is now here, in the second round of 1000 Masters on the fast after resizing the eternal promise Donald Young (the Talentino Moretto, inevitably, has not stood the test of nine, after having ousted by none other than Murray version ghost cheese). Tommy will not have the crackling of Nando arm, but does not give anyone anything. Fabio Fognini knows. And who knows what to think now our beloved "McSafin" that in these hours is rather busy in the first round of the fundamental challenger Le Gosier (do not even find 32 players to make a board canon), against the Swiss Bohli. Probably lost in three sets and amiably vezzeggerà opponent "homme de merde" (being talented, always insulting and only in the mother tongue of whoever happens at gunpoint).
Kohlschreiber Del Potro-1. This is undoubtedly the eighth most fascinating. The bomber Tandil has now confirmed to be on track to return even at high levels, after the good omens left in the U.S. earlier triptych. Ljubicic won in recovery with the aspirations and crashed dell'atipico rattlesnake slippery Dolgopolov. Match beautiful with cheerful-arm sling stones coming out of Ukraine and Argentina's relentless gunfire. Giovanni Martino, reloaded the arm of Fire, Part favored with Philipp Kohlschreiber. The German has found the perfect melody symphony to beat Soderling, also because of a Swedish ice melted as the sun. With that reverse lapping absent expression of anxiety, it has a duty, if not repeat itself, contribute to the beauty of the match.
Roddick-Gasquet 1X2 (but also 2, dancing to rarefied clouds of marzipan). Interesting too. The experienced American and tracked the swan deliciously lame. The power and strength of the Yankees and the fragility of mind combined with a melody that is inspired by tennis god opium drugged, tortured by the French from the meninges. Roddick has virtually nothing risked, and was dominating the Blake and Isner. Richard has charmed and frustrated instead, with delicious shots, the ambitions of a Melzer that when you start making mistakes, continues to throw it all away with indignant fury unbearable. Rationality would like an obvious victory for the U.S.. The poem can not end in itself indicate that the Bard's magical suicide sports Gasquet. Free bet, depending on your personality. Put to the limit "Gasquet won the first set and lost the match" (7.50), and you do not go very far from making.
Djokovic-1 Troicki. Once again we propinano horror of this derby between the two that seem the result of the same loins. The draws of tournaments seem to enjoy tormenting me with this hammering in the matches. Among the "original" and copy all the more unbearable, the first usually prevails. Between the Prophet and the dolphin, the same. Among the "Igor" of "Frankenstein Jr" and "the eye of the mother" immortal "Battleship Potemkin", ditto. Without a strong preference for someone to make a choice and be bound by, say, between the gibbering rants and ruminations of Bossi intellectuals of the "Trout".
Wawrinka-Berdych 1X2. Typical coupling the difficult odds. The Swiss child has been for months now at the top 10. The Czech is in the numbers, but good alternative to obscene performance falls. Here is gone smoothly, but without any significant obstacles. Stanislas also exceeded miraculous comeback in the old hospice Davydenko (recovering from 3-6 3-5) and has been shown to present a different level than Cilic. I feel only to say that will end the third set, you decide for whom (to take the disagreeable sympathy Switzerland. Irrationally fallacious logic, Czech).
Federer-Harrison 1. Expected the eighth most interesting of the lot, between Federer and the new sensation of ATP Milos Raonic. The bomber was Canadian but was scaled down from the doomed American teenager Ryan Harrison. Federer ingiudicabile until now because Chela is not much text, especially on fast. Only a fool hen squawking as cowardly can be captured by crisis fibrillation and coronary suicide against Argentina at Indian Wells. Dominate, to serve for the match and then losing the third (who is this big fool? Take a survey and you'll easily). Harrison will play well, maybe picking up a decent score, but hardly bisser the company. The famous litmus test "Tommasiana.
