The Cape Town edition... Welcome to my ramblings, if you care to read on, you will sooon find that this is mostly an attempt to record the things I'd want to remember one day but probably wouldn't. This of course is due to my absolutely rubbish memory.

Friday, June 24, 2005

Please dont put your balls up there

Have you ever noticed how streamlined a dolphin looks? Or how a Maserati Quattroporte glides down any road its on? So why then do those perfectly toned and tanned sporting beauties with their stunning figures decide to stick tennis balls up the side of their skirt? It's like strapping an airconditioning vent to a dolphins back, or slapping on a roofrack with your luggage to a Maserate, you just wouldnt do it. There are more than enough ballboys quite eager to throw their balls at the players, so why keep a spare one up your skirt? It destroys quite possibly the best figures in the sporting world. I did howver work out a way to get around this, after every couple of games, the girls change sides, and only the one serving is so foolish to be putting tennis balls up her skirt, so the opposition remains unspoiled.

I dont know, maybe its something a non tennis player will never understand. To be honest I'm not that much of a tennis fan anyways, its not a bad sport, its just that it doesnt interest me (well the sport that is).

Spending a day at the Wimbledon Championships is definately something I would recommend to anyone. It's a really enjoyable experience, everyone is in a good mood, except those losing on the court, the sun is baking down, everyones drinking (pimms and lemonade @ £5, 75 a glass) and generally having a good time.

The only thing I would have changed about yesterday? Sharapova would have been playing at court no3, and not the over my budget priced court no1.

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