Discussion in 'Pro Match Results and Discussion' started by JoelDali, May 14, 2011.
The Poap will have a chuckle or two over that this AM over his NYC bagel.
Got it there fellow honorable poaster
I'm honoured by the tribute. Thank you for poasting.
Typing first ever Eagle poast from new iPhone.
Steve Jobs' last words were "oh wow, oh wow..."
Two iPhones walk into a bar together... Jobs' said "Oh wow"; Enberg's said "Oh my"!
You forgot that part?
Amazing. I nominate this for best poast of the year.
Feeling so sexi today in preparation for RG RF SF tomorrow. Much Lindt on hand, Eau de Fed ready for spritzing and flat-panel tuned in for NBC coverage at 11AM. I shall drink a toast tonight to Victory from an Eagle-adorned can of America's oldest brewery. Stage 5 has been completed, BOTE. Be Eagle-Scout-prepared for support in the battle for Stage 6 vs the twice-five-set survivor Chiahead. SexiSwissSorcery shall prevail where pale Italian and French imitations were not able to close the deal. SexiSwissSorcery is far superior to SeppiSongaSlapstick. Basalt-enhanced talons will be bared to carry the ChiaCarrion back to the EagleAerie for sustenance of MotherMirka and the Twins of peRFection. As twilight sets, the Eagle shall drink from melatonin-laced MirkaMilk to sleep soundly, his brain brimming with visions of Project XVII's completion on Sunday, a bloody Sunday for the Mallorcan bull vs the MaestroMatador.
Allez Rogi, Allez BOTE! Victory is at hand!
You are just awesome. How do you construct these sentences....so much creativity so much elegance just like RF.
Allez Roger, Allez BOTE! Cheers!
Ever dance with the basalt in the pale moonlight?
Allez SMC Rogi, Stage VII awaiteth!
Watching the news as raindrops deter my ride through Orlando's turismos in search of Eagle-adorned confetti thrown my way in tribute to my peRFection of conveyance...I kid you not when I tell you a story of GOATS on a high school roof in Connecticut was broadcasted. Goats in an aerie? Very Daliesque surrealism and an omen of success, no?
O dear God. I can't. Erase. Image. I'm scared Papi.
Bwaha, I got an Otter Box.
Blackberry does so many things better than iPhone.
And vice versa of course.
I dunno man.
Its just a damn phone, right?
So sick of worrying about it, now the S3 is coming.
CANNOT SLEEP. Am sitting on the floor at 2:30AM Eastern US time, surrounded by candles (red and white for die Schweiz). While the candles bathe my furrowed brow in their gentle flickering light and I chant "GOAT GOAT GOAT," I mediate deeply upon a gif of the 2011 Roland Garros post-Djokovic-beatdown finger wag while in the background the audio of Federer reciting Rudyard Kipling's "If--" plays on loop (with the Nadal bits edited out). For each of the first 17 minutes of every new hour, I dutifully consume one Lindt chocolate ball; I wash each one down with a sip of the finest quality organic MILK, and whisper "Miroslava." I will continue this until game time tomorrow. GOAT GOAT GOAT.
DB, you are a brother from a different mother! Welcome to the BOTE! Allez Rogi! The ChiaCarrion awaits! Stage VI is at hand. Ground Control, this is Major Tom: Commence the countdown, rockets on!
DreeBreeze, it was a pleasure reading that poast.
Easier for me cuz' I have the ifone with a passion, probably because too many teenage girls in my country use them to play Angry Birds all the time. Also, dunno why I'm nver fond of qwerty fones.
Real problem for is one X vs S3. But perhaps I'll take the Highly Tolerant Compound one, its material almost feels like Basalt and that is what matters in the end
oh wow, oh wow.
I say it loud & I say it proud:
I stand by Roger.
To lighten the mood, a contender for official jacket for the BOTE?
Tried watching FO final. Was unable to do so suffering multiple narcoleptic fits of boredom.
Something like this could do I guess:
These guys are obviously firmly standing by Roger.
Please observe how the guy seating on the second row is smiling while accepting the Eagle.
btw, I wonder if the guy on the left is not JoelDali himself.:shock:
Had we but world enough and time, this coyness, Rogi, were no crime
But at my back I always hear...Time's wing-ed chariot hurrying near
And your quaint honor turn to dust, and into ashes all my lust
Now let us sport us while we may, and now, like amorous birds of preyRather at once our Time devour, that languish in His slow-devouring pour
Let us roll all our strength and all...our sweetness up into one ball
Thus though we cannot make our Sun...stand still, yet we will make him run
Looks like a Bryan bro, no?
Holy Hallowed Halle lawns will feel basalt-enhanced talons tear at the turf as SexiSwissSorcery is sworn to sedate The Canadian Cannon. Allez Rogi, Allez BOTE. Rip through Raonic, crush the Colonel and prepare for Victory on Sunday!
I still believe in Rogi.
What righteous SexiSwissSorcery and German tennis-impresario voodoo conspired for this beauteous turn: Kohlshreiber transmuted into a lawnmower to rip asunder Rafa's 250 grass hopes; Youzhny's racket leaving his own face unscathed, the destruction lain upon Stepanek instead; and a past-prime Haas testing Berdych on his best surface.
All in the hopes that we may say by day's end that the bull that eats the bird that eats the worm all suffered the same bleak culinary fate today. Yet it was the kindly, leaf-chomping giraffe that was so lovingly euthanized. When the Eagle comes to call you home, you don't leave him waiting. You climb aloft on his majestic wings for a journey heavenward, where only the fairest eagles fly and the sentry angels wait through cloud-swathed gates with a short whispered prayer...
How dare ye quote my crusty, craftless attempt at proetry prior to your most majestic imagery. As SMCRogi is my visual muse of movement, you are a tall task to match in willowy words of wisdom. Bravo!
WOW to the above!
Well, I do hope that's Raonic-tall! But, in truth, all who speak with the light of the Eagle upon them do so with their own Rogi-blessed poetry. To pay tribute to these blessed souls of the BOTE, I have crafted an ode to our beginning.
In the beginning
In the beginning there were no tennis rackets,
nor human hands to hold them.
In the beginning there were no hopes or dreams,
nor human minds to enfold them.
In the beginning there were only birds and beasts,
given to the land so they might love it —
the trodding hooves that slaughtered the earth
and the doves that glide above it.
And then the Mother of Eagles flew into the world
and with her light she blessed them.
And the beasts learned speed, to the caves they flee
and the darkness it caressed them.
In the land where the Swiss would dwell, a mountain tall
and with a basalt mine inside it,
the Mother of Eagles leaves a savior in a golden egg
and a mountain goat to guide it.
Then one day throughout the land, there were tennis rackets,
and human hands to hold them,
but only those who accept the Eagle into their hearts
have the magic to embolden.
Epic! 10GoldenEagles! On to Project XVII!!!
Please ye Gods of the Draw...let the Eagle soar......by placing Raonic in his path!
Raoanic is the anti-Seppi....the few tournaments where Roger has played Raonic, he has gone on to win the title...
Colin is GOATing.
I stand by... Tommy?
Missed the match, what TF happened?
Me too, I think it was hard2explain...
Hoping my fellow Oct. 17 BOTEhands, Smasher and Natalia, give a little support tonight for another 10/17er...Ernie Els is in contention at golf's US Open. A GOATish round could let him hoist his third USO trophy. What a great Father's Day present...his son suffers the horror of autism, a condition Ernie has been extremely active in the search for a cure. We could all lend him our support as we do with the SexiSwissSorceror.
Count me in. Go, Ernie!!! (even if I don't follow golf...)
Haas really wanted to GOAT in front of his kid. Classy Father's day present from Fed to Tommy in front of his home crowd... Atleast, that's my take on it.
Feeling very sexi...Ernie Els Eagles seventh hole...only two back, tied for 2nd! 10/17ers rejoice!
Els finished 3 shots better than Woods. A clear case of class overcoming crap.
That picture shows Federer's ascendance into SexiSwissSorcery levels.
Picture #10 (2nd row, far right)...that's a phase he thankfully passed through! Kinda reminds me of early 90's 'Dre before baldness crept up. As a metaphor, that was a DF...stay away from the bleach, and if you don't, at least bleach the eyebrows too.
To the contrary, Picture #17 is sexi! An omen, perhaps?
Good call. Fed made it super close like the Exos he played with Sampras. Close enough to where you couldn't tell what had just happened.
NSK is in this thread?! :evil:
Dali, those Swiss security guards you hired must be called in to "escort" him out.
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