The sudden leg Jelena . It will not be certain Wimbledon, where a sixteen year old and still Jelena Serbs, came in the semifinals. Kuala Lumpur but will eventually be worth hundreds, championships. Many years and pounds later, but freed from the stifling hood of horror represented the deranged father, Here comes again the new Jelena Dokic . Almost unexpectedly, at similar levels. A tournament conducted on the edge and won fighting like a tiger in Malaysia, since the debut match. On the brink of defeat to Francesca Schiavone, the Italian before casting off screaming for an alleged injury. And then a fifteen from defeat with pocket doll Osaka Nara Karum in I'm already crazy (Karum is this here with flickering flames of emotion contrite in almond-shaped eyes, like a cartoon. Look at all the photos, including those in which his little soar 142 cm between the male doll Wozniacki and Schiavone, and try not to fall in love.).
Jelena is another tennis player than the triumphant and sad beginnings. Not only for those evil rivulets of fat and chubby legs that sometimes make it look like the cruelly beautiful sister Kaia Kanepi or a lost and groping Bufalotta pretty wild in the fields. For obvious reasons, less mobile, but more powerful in the past. And the soul that serenity of those who make up the top hundred in the back door which has tennis, rowing in the smaller tournaments. The main one that you had already uprooted as a teenager. Sometimes a back door could give more satisfaction. Yesterday, in the final, the last of the now small masterpiece in Australia, against left-handed "Berdych in a skirt," Lucie Safarova . A desperate comeback 2-6 3-5, drawn to the sound of rain with eyes closed. I watch some stage in the tie-break, and canceled three more match points with courage and class, before closing 11-9. The impression that such events are the most beautiful things in this sport, it settles authoritative, unique and final. Together with sullen eyes and the expression of Karum Nara, of course. Suffice it already, but in the chaos of break and counter-break, voltage and phase control fumigant, Jelena Dokic is not satisfied. Continues to struggle with her nails, even trying to win. The symbol of his rebirth is all the rage paw backhand that leads to the match point. A razor lungolinea accompanied by the URL liberating. Just before lifting the arms to the sky, making them fall behind his head shyly.
Jelena is another tennis player than the triumphant and sad beginnings. Not only for those evil rivulets of fat and chubby legs that sometimes make it look like the cruelly beautiful sister Kaia Kanepi or a lost and groping Bufalotta pretty wild in the fields. For obvious reasons, less mobile, but more powerful in the past. And the soul that serenity of those who make up the top hundred in the back door which has tennis, rowing in the smaller tournaments. The main one that you had already uprooted as a teenager. Sometimes a back door could give more satisfaction. Yesterday, in the final, the last of the now small masterpiece in Australia, against left-handed "Berdych in a skirt," Lucie Safarova . A desperate comeback 2-6 3-5, drawn to the sound of rain with eyes closed. I watch some stage in the tie-break, and canceled three more match points with courage and class, before closing 11-9. The impression that such events are the most beautiful things in this sport, it settles authoritative, unique and final. Together with sullen eyes and the expression of Karum Nara, of course. Suffice it already, but in the chaos of break and counter-break, voltage and phase control fumigant, Jelena Dokic is not satisfied. Continues to struggle with her nails, even trying to win. The symbol of his rebirth is all the rage paw backhand that leads to the match point. A razor lungolinea accompanied by the URL liberating. Just before lifting the arms to the sky, making them fall behind his head shyly.
"Picasso" Petzschner heroic leader of the joyful "Wunderbar." what comes up in Croatia, ready to face the national Slavic led by Marin Cilic was a real "dream team". A squadron from the surreally cheerful tennis end in itself. A group of acrobats egagri of sparkling talent Medrano circus trapeze artists. Germany's tennis, sauerkraut and champagne. To say. The nation of the 'Inspector Derrick. " Want to put the italic "Commissario Montalbano"?. The same Germans who had 82 Hrubesch and Briegel, and we rely on the imagination and Tardelli brasileira Bruno Conti. The cold steel of Germany that went from the foot of Mathaeus, while elsewhere the "ten" was honored by Roberto Baggio. Tennis fans can now enjoy of vigorous mental erections watching a classic backhand saber of "Kohli, a brushstroke stilnovisti of" Picasso, "a coy reel Florian Mayer. From these latitudes touching scenes of rejoicing for the demented or emaciated Fognini exhibitions of tennis "wii" lame against ghosts, a Seppi. Start the show
Philipp Kohlschreiber , discovered accidentally Indomitable Lions. A chinchilla, transformed for a day in the bloody cat. With that face, her eyes lost in the void and Crestino. But a backhand from disorder. Wins in five sets, fighting door to door with the frantic Ivan Dodig . "Kohli" door equality in the comparison after Florian Mayer , despite the amazing geometric evolutions, had surrendered in five sets to most power Marin Cilic. Rooms on the second day in a chair the real hero, Philipp "Picasso" Petzschner . An electrified tightrope. Almost spring-loaded. In four years, so inspired and decided it had seen only two or three times. Was cramming in a beautiful "macaorni. The other, caught two daffodils imaginary ocean. Zompa and brush as a satropo. He runs everything wrong and square chips straight hours now persuasive soft touches. A festival of violence fluid and dead leaves. The devil is also time to respond to air missiles Ivo Karlovic , showing reflections possessed. Along with the historical companion Christopher Kas, Germany leads to the point of the double at the end of another battle in the fifth set, opening up unexpected glimpses of the Germans. After the defeat of
Kohli with Cilic, Captain Patrick Khunen, doppista already good at the time of Boris Becker, the brilliant lightning. A flicker of sick and enlightening visionary foresight. And crowds. Who better than the good Picasso, whom to entrust the outcome of the whole comparison in the deciding match? And here, the painter who does not betray the expectations. Other performance magnificent curb leveling mortars the "Franckenstein" Croatian Ivo Karlovic (decreasing, but still at 251 km / h). Next two sets and a break in the third, Picasso found a way to make us understand that it's always him, returning the break ahead after a game of bar full of nasty horror to the world. The stigmata of lightning, in fact. The character must want him defeated in the fifth. But it would be too. It was his weekend, anyway. The modern hero to his senses in time ended the third set to the tie-brek. Jubilant and carried in triumph by the whole team.
"Love and Death" in a sauce of Argentina, signed David Nalbandian . Talk about Davis, and can not jump out David Nalbandian. In a weekend of times, with emotions from the epic that, like it or not, only Davis can give (I have written this sentence taken as a grunt and Galeazzi sixty-six kg), the fat rises Argentine showing once again the and attachment to his patriotic heroism camiseta albiceleste. A union of love and near-fatal visceral. Bang the Romanian Ungur, despite a knee to pieces. Tearing ligaments, unable to hold back tears of pain, but grits his teeth and wins. Because, as he says, "when you play with that shirt, you do not hear anything ...." L ' Argentina ends up dominating the modest compared with the Romanians. Maybe he would have won even deploying the current Guillermo Vilas, Jose Luis Clerc and even Jose Acasuso. And meanwhile, crippled, David waiver of Miami and Indian Wells. But that's another story. The usual. Skip
also Serbia defending champion, no Djokovic. The comparison is on the usual amnesia Janko Tipsarevic , as usual suffocated Sophocles, Proust, and a straight fence in honor of the gods of Olympus. Zimonjic (illegitimate son of La Russa) and Bozoljac double, to put things right. The reliable spirited Troicki , concludes the work. But if the Indians had been able to count on the Methuselah Paes / Buphati (currently to treat arthritis in a nursing home spa), the Serbs for the weekend could turn into a nightmare. The
Spain walk in Charleroi, Belgium on the poor remains. Rafael Nadal takes the opportunity to test the leg in view of the U.S. Masters. As Ruben Bemelmans can be considered valid the test must be more than one machine sparapalline jam. The Belgian modesty can bring success to weigh Fernando Verdasco for months at a fork in trouble even nell'arrotolare a plate of spaghetti with clams. Evidently less formidable than a plate of spaghetti and clams, Malisse conditions in which patched indolent trotted on the court during the match debut. The U.S. come free from the pit of Santiago, Chile It takes all the experience of Andy Roddick to avoid serious trouble at the national stars and stripes, after the giant John Isner was sunk in ' clay after five hours and five sets battle against Capdeville. The Sweden's Robin Soderling have easily Russia's Nikolay Davydenko and Youzhny orphan. Nothing can be the declining Igor Andreev , least Teymuraz Gabashvili . More than crazy horse, nag increasingly unbalanced miraculously escaped the barbarity of the slaughterhouse. Loses even revived by Joachim Johansson , thawed by the Swedes for the occasion and in the last three years has played three games (ping pong).
suffer but in the end also check France indoor Vienna on earth, against an Austria dragged from rip intermittent Jurgen Melzer and around him the dark. The Austrians had even dug up the now unpresentable Stefan Koubek . The main protagonist for the cockerels Bleus is Jeremy Chardy, a young colt bred by the crystalline class. One that when you do not snooze or is suffering from numbness and mystical crisis, it has nothing to envy to three or four top 10. Quote
obviously in conclusion, the Kazakh national, thanks to its arrembanti mercenaries paid as nabobs, stormed the fort ruins Czech Ostrava. When you say the "spirit of Davis' patriotic and soul. The Federation of Kazakhstan has bought two or three of them covered with money, and they fought like angry beasts. Negative protagonist of the weekend, Thomas Berdych in horrific shape. It enhances rather Andrei Golubev, Russian Bra and excellent "buy" Kazakh, who won the last game he had six months ago with Toni Zugarelli (a tambourine). Complete the work the ravine Kukushkin . Unwatchable as few as none and sustainable. Tennis excessively modest and frantic attitude. Rejoice every point as Pippo Inzaghi in the second goal in the final in Athens, with the same face of tragic Angelo Orlando (Inter squadron wing unforgettable epic Hodgson). Awesome. Simply awesome. But after the defeat to Berdych, still unable to give the decisive point in its national Botolo beating back the pleasant, Hajek.
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