Humble Crumble
Semi-Pro
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Carlos Alcaraz. The spin is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the strokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Carlos's fatalistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his play patterns - his personal philosophy draws heavily from Siglo de Oro literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these plays, to realize that they're not just flashy- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Carlos Alcaraz truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the tragedy in Carlos's existencial catchphrase "Cabeza, Corazón, Cojones," which itself is a cryptic reference to Jorge Manrique's Spanish epic Coplas a la Muerte de su Padre. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Juan Carlos Ferrero's genius unfolds itself on their television screens. What fools... how I pity them![]()
Now I understand what all those hand signals from JCF are about.