Greetings and salutations, From the parlous place from whence I find myself imbedded, the light is failing, my air supply is running low, and to tell from the disturbing groaning sounds assailing my ears from Court 7 (a disgruntled Yonex weilder, I would venture), I cannot speak for long for fear of being targeted - so please excuse my brevity... For ye of the Babolat family; for ye noble, proud, fine, mead-supping bearers of the Babolat wand, I say unto ye verilly, what with our enemies so ranged against us - from the cavemen of Yonex, to those unpleasant Prince folk, to the neanderthal Head ppl, and those dark-riding hordes of Wilson (to name but four of our foe) - the time has finally arrived for us all to unite as one; to form an alliance; to form a victorious alliance from where the revolution can truly manifest and the sacred kingdom of Bab can again burdgeon, prosper and otherwise be the very spring at the universe's epicentre. To wit, I beseech ye one and all - my indestructible Pure Drivers... my troopers of purest Storm and Control... my AeroPro warriors... my PDR praetorian guard et al - let us thread together as one almighty force... let us bring forth a well of mutual tales, tips, adventures, conquests, art, support, succour, babolatchat and the like from which our powers are indeed co-joined into a single unstoppable power. The years of 'Babolat bashing' must now be reversed. The barbaric legions of Tennisdom and the rest of the Empire Coallision must now be confronted - confronted and vanquished... Show thy faces and fight back!... I repeat! Fight back... thread together!... join the Babolat Alliance!... Ye shall know me as Rosskins... Rosskins of Tewkesbury... Lord of The Racquets... I say unto you, one day we shall be free to play the Noble Game without censure and derision... we will be free to celebrate our heros, such as Sir Andrew of Roddick and Nadal The Beast... So, until the war is won, and we can meet in person whereupon before a game we can drink our beloved Babolatte's... post one and all!... post and be merry! Good folk of Bab, share thine thoughts on all issues and matters. For verilly this bottle I see before me - THIS IS WHERE THE MESSAGE AND SIGNAL CUTS OUT.