Discussion in 'Pro Match Results and Discussion' started by JoelDali, May 14, 2011.
I thought you don't like this thread. Anyway, nice to see you here
The BOTE is open to non-believers if they resist tendencies to troll. NSK's poast displayed a greater sensibility and awareness of golf than many of his/her takes on tennis.
Somebody is banned.
^POAPaaaaaa^nadal slam king
Who need Swiss guards really?
Musta been from too many bon mots such as these:
non_sense_king banned? So many signatures to be updated! I liken this event to taking the scratching post away from a cat for Clarky & LOLville.
I GOATed NSK off TT.
I LoL'd hard at this, so true.
ROFLMAO, but where's the deck of cards?
Flight of the golden monkey
What kind of fair fight is that? GOAT-Joel vs. NSK is like Rogi taking on Gaudio at the Masters Cup.
I, for one, will miss Nadal_Slam_King. Sure, his posts ran the gamut from inane to insane, he showed an obsession with promoting and defending Nadal that would be considered unhealthy for anyone who's not Rafa's parent or publicist, and his name inspired nostalgia for the glory days of regicide. On the other hand, you felt a certain sense of calm knowing he was spending every fevered waking minute of his dim basement life injecting Nadalisms apropos of nothing into every thread here.
You knew then, stalking his digital trail (the one in a WTA match thread stating that Nadal would win 42 majors before he retired, for example), that NSK wouldn't be unshackled from his keyboard, spending his days pilgrimming to tennis tournaments, breaking into their locker rooms and spiriting away rectal hair from Nadal's underwear for the life-size tribute doll in his closet shrine.
Fortunately, we all know NSK will be back with a new moniker in this land of the walking dead, a ghostly echo of his erstwhile life. Once sent to their digital demise, they rise again in some unholy pact with the damned to type anew among us in the zombie apocalypse of the Web. Their brains transmuted into mush, they trod along the red dirt, recruiting others to spread their wretched disease.
Blessed are we who walk in the coruscating light of the Golden Eagle, and not in the bleak scarrow of the Neon Bull. Let that healing luminosity keep us safe from the perils of reanimated flesh. Bless JoelDali, bless this thread and, most of all, bless Rogi.
Nice post brother.
I am against banning. I feel that unless the poster is downright abusive, he/she shouldn't be banned. I never used to agree with any of his posts but still I will miss NSK's posts..
Seriously, I am disappointed with his ban.
Why did they ban bullzilla/nsk?
To restore sanity, no?
Rumor is he poasted smack about Blake's new baby.
Now, like good drivers instead of rubberneckers passing an accident, let's move on...much love and Lindt to all ye BOTEhands. We need all hands on deck for Project XVII. Hail Mirka and twins of peRFection! Bless Paul GCOATacone, Robert and Lynette! The final is scheduled for 7/8 (or Euro style 8/7), one month before SMCRogi's birthday. A good omen, no? My baby Lindt-colored Cocker, SexiSaxi, was born on 8/7/08. Sevens and eights all over the place. BTW, SexiSaxi has a wicked FH paw when begging. So sexi! So sweet like Lindt!
Woke up feeling extra fresh and sexi, meditating on Rogi after an epic #1 4.5 singles win last night, took a warm bath when I got home and soaked and GOATed in the tub, crafting new Rogi poems stolen from the American Poets of old while inhaling micro basalt chips imported from West Virginia. Walked past Penn Plaza around 8am before the rush hour while my dog squirted mini chocolate flavoured pellets on the concrete dew and noticed the Eagle under a fractured black and white sky, cosmic rays from NSK beamed forth cradled the soul in the humble wings of the Golden Eagle. Banned but not forgotten amidst the immortals of the Ancient Talk Tennis Ban Museum.
It was one of those clear, sharp mustless London days
That summer and man delight in.
Never had Heaven seemed quite so high,
Never had earth seemed quite so green,
Never had the world seemed quite so clean
Or sky so nigh.
And I heard the GOATed voice
whispering on the wall of the champions
Wimbledon of legacy profound
The sun’s warm rays,
And the white cloud’s intricate maze,
And the blue sky’s beautiful Basalt christened sheen.
I looked to the heavens and saw him there,
A black speck downward drifting,
Nearer and nearer he steadily sailed,
Nearer and nearer he slid through space,
In an unending aerial race,
This Eagle who hailed
From the Clime of the Clouds.
—Ever shifting, —Ever GOATing tweeners
and wicked droppers,
On billows of air
And the blue sky seemed never so fair,
And the rest of the world kept pace
Swept forth on centre court with the King and Queen
as Rogi sails on the wings of the Golden Eagle clutching #17.
Well, I come back here after 5 days and it seems that the security guards have escorted NSK out of TT altogether. Unexpected to say the least. I would have thought that if they wanted to do that, they would have done so a long time ago.
"Over a two-, three-week period, a lot of things can go wrong or can go right for you. If you come through, it's a beautiful feeling. I am dreaming of the title. There's no denying that." — Roger Federer
Dreaming of Number 17
Dreaming of number 17,
happy thoughts fill his slumber
when he envisions the ending scene
of the cheering on the centre green
as he hits that magic number.
Awake now, on the green, green grass
Nole and Rafa are sent to the guillotine
as Rogi holds another master class,
a gold trophy waits behind the glass —
Like Stevie Nicks, on the edge of 17.
Above the grass the eagles soar.
In the box roosts a beaming queen,
throughout the courts a stirring roar
in revelation of Rogi's winning score,
and realized is the dream of 17.
10mightyantijinxes, for Rog's sake
I wonder what plans a certain English septagenarian has for Sunday fortnight from now. Perhaps he might croon Centre Court with this diddy:
Well it was just seventeen
you know what I mean
and the way Fed looked
was way beyond compare
so how could it end any better
than with SexiRogi standing there?
Well Fed looked so sexi
and we all could see
that before too long
we'd all fall in love with him
he just won another
as we saw him standing there
well our hearts went "boom"
when he sent ****** to doom
and he held that trophy high
he just won another
as we saw him standing there
the BOTE danced thru the night
we held each dream so tight
and before too long
we fell in love with him again
the BOTE will float with another
Everyone's GOATing in poetry and song.
Let's keep the tributes coming for Rogi over the next fortnight, till he's holding that Wimbledon trophy safe from the harm of Spanish teeth and Serbian tongue molestation and Mirka's look of consternation has faded in the players' box between Anna Wintour and Gavin Rossdale as they all rise in ovation and thoughts of No. 18.
May the heavens open the skies, lit the stars and darken the pasture to let the naysayers witness the glorious SM lift the 7th SW19.
So gracious, so humble.
As a huge Federer and Beatles fan I love you for making this.
Thanks! Much love & Lindt to you, too.
BTW, as a teenager in the 60's, the Fab 4 were my faves. Kinda hard to not like a band whose drummer shared my surname! I'm a real Starr...Ringo liked its sound better than Starkey.
Wow...Murray looks so stiff.
Murray looks like he was turned into a robot assassin (if only he were so proficiently lethal on court). Djokovic looks stoned (maybe he's consuming the grass before winning this year), while Nadal seems thoroughly confused by his surroundings, like Uncle Toni promised him they would be going to a petting zoo once he dressed up in a suit (Of course, what Nadal was told was that he was going to visit the GOAT).
It comes naturally only for Fed, but then I'm guessing he's spent some time posing for his personal portraitist.
Hey, even being a teen in the '90s, they were my second favorite (U2 will always be my first love ... I'm eternally hoping Fed will kick Gavin out of his box and have Bono sitting there, emanating arrogant rock-star power. Maybe that will make Mirka feel something finally! But I digress...)
What are your favorites for The Beatles? "In My Life" and "Here, There and Everywhere" are my song choices, and "Rubber Soul" and "Revolver" for albums (with the White Album a close third).
Anyway, I'm going to repurpose this post from a few months back to pay tribute to the Fab Four of tennis ...
• Fed as John Lennon ("Imagine there's no Roland Garros. It's easy if you try. No red dirt below us, a golden eagle in the sky. Imagine there are no clay courts. It isn't hard to do. No grinding for four hours, and no Rafa, too. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope some day you'll join us, and Talk Tennis will be as one.")
• Djokovic as Paul McCartney ("When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Dijana comes to me, speaking words of wisdom: Eat gluten-free. And in my hour of triumph, Rafa's breaking down right in front of me, let it be. Let it be. It sucked being No. 3, so let it be.")
• Nadal as George Harrison ("Let me tell you how it will be. None for you, every cent for me. 'Cause I hate the taxman. Yeah, I hate the taxman, no? Now my advice to fund those knees. Don't declare all your exhibition fees. 'Cause I hate the taxman. Yeah, I hate the taxman, no? And I'm working for no one but Uncle Toni.")
• Murray as Ringo Starr. ("What would you think if I played out of energy: Would you stand up and turn off the TV? Lend me your eyes and I'll play you a match, and I'll try to push my way to victory. I get by with a little help from UFEs. Oh, I get titles with a little help from UFEs.")
Now, I'm sending "All of My Loving" and Beatles energy to Fed for this fortnight, so ******** doesn't show up hitting balls "Long, Long, Long." Anytime the "Rain" clouds near, we'll listen to "Here Comes the Sun." Whenever Maria shrieks onto court, I'll put on "Back in the USSR" ("Shout" is reserved for scream queen Azarenka). When Roddick tries bad approach shots, we'll hear "Don't Pass Me By." For Gulbis, the stereo blares "Baby, I'm a Rich Man." For young Ryan Harrison (no relation to George), it's "Getting Better." For old Hewitt, it's "Yesterday."
"If I Fell" becomes a recurring anthem for the trip-prone Monfils, while "Run for Your Life" does no good for ball-retrieving countryman Gilles Simon. Friendly kisser (and wannabe Frenchman) Dimitrov, "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away." "Day Tripper" Gasquet prefers his kisses to have substance(s). Someone tries to play "She's So Heavy" for Serena, but is met with a swinging racket. The same goes for Nalby and "Carry That Weight," "Piggies" or "I Am a Walrus." Try that and "Happiness Is a Warm Gun" (or at least a Splintered Board).
For Nadal's third-round exit, "I'm a Loser" is set to play, to be followed by "I'm So Tired" when he gives his press-room excuses about how long and grueling the tour schedule is before going to see "Doctor Robert." When a certain Nadal fan comes to defend him on this board afterward, we can YouTube-link winkingly to "Mean Mr. Mustard." Uncle Toni also chimes in: "Everyone's Got Something to Hide Except for Me and My ..." er, humble nephew.
For Murray's first-week loss, "Help!" is a simple plea, though "Fool on the Hill" is a little harsh when he steps out to Henman Hill. And when Djokovic succumbs in the semis and relinquishes the No. 1 spot, "I'm Down" shall ring out.
For those on the "Long and Winding Road" and dreaming of 17, "It won't be long." Then we can begin dreaming about the Olympics. "Golden Slumbers," anyone?
Brilliant, just too brilliant..
I too like Beatles though I prefer the NWOBHM more, ( Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath)
Loved this also a lot.
My God, I hope all our prayers come true
Colin is poet laureate! Wow is all I can say!
As to my faves of the Fab 4: Abbey Road was released on my 17th (there's that number again) birthday on the 17th of October. My birthday present to myself was that album along with a bag of organic material similar to the catalyst for that s**t-eating grin in my avatar. Life was good that day...the album wasn't much good after a month of continuous play. As to songs, each one brings back phases I experienced, like Rogi's evolution as a champion so there's no clear favorite. "Picture yourself on a boat on a river..." were pivotal lyrics in my appreciation of their beyond-pop potential.
I'll have to take time to compose more thoughts after tennis today.
Singing "One is the Lonliest Number".
Stage 1 to reclaim #1 complete! Will Fabio sing "Blue Jay Way" (There's a Fog Upon London Town) Wednesday? Please don't be long...
Projekt XVII is underway.
Prepare thyselves, sons of the Eagle.
A teenager in the 60's? :shock: Wow, I completely misjudged your age, Tom. That is pretty damn awesome. Getting to witness some of best musical groups and tennis players ever... that sounds amazing. Did you follow tennis in the 60's as well?
Yeah, I saw some great groups, living through high school in a college town (Tallahassee, FL) and spending 6 months of my junior year in college on the London extension program they offered. My first concert was Grand Funk Railroad, followed the next month by the Mothers of Invention. Then, as a graduation (HS) present, I went 150 miles into Georgia for a three-day 4th of July rock festival. 500,000 of us saw Hendrix play the Star Spangled Banner as midnight struck on the 4th. Three months later he died. Also tragic was Joplin's death was about a month after Jimi's and she was scheduled to perform at the FSU Homecoming. I worked that show on the stage crew...her replacements were Ike & Tina Turner! I saw (working) the Allman Bros. five times, three before Duane's death. In London, I saw The Who, Steven Stills, Procul Harum, J Geils, The Kinks. I know I'm leaving some cherry shows out but conversation instead of posting would prod my listing ability. It truly was a great age for rock!
As to the tennis, I wasn't a player until the boom years of the 70's but I followed sports of all kind. We obviously didn't have the media exposure of today but I knew players' names and backgrounds. Ashe, to this day, is my all-time sports/cultural hero. The Graceful One is sorely missed and deserves the recognition the USTA offered in the stadium name. I pray they never sell out and cash in on a corporate-naming fee. Ironically, the summer in London I spent was the same year ('72) a teenager six weeks older than myself travelled to SW19 and began making a name for himself...Jimmy Connors. Before his brashness became disturbing I felt that "chronological" link to him. By '75, when Ashe upset him, I wasn't in his corner.
Wrote too much; must command myself to Twittersize in the future, but thanks for the prod to harken back to good times!
Allez Roger Federer, just six more to go for Project XVII at SW19
That is amazing, Tom. You really had some amazing experiences. Watching Jimi Hendrix live... incredible.
No better time to become a tennis fan than the 70s. That was the golden era of tennis.
Nothing wrong with writing too much. That poast was a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing, Tom.
This post was amazing. Nice to read and even more nice to know about you. Truly an awesome moment
^ Awesome stuff, Colin, and wonderful to hear about your early years, Tom
I think we should need a thread on music or films or other sports, like Euro or Olympics. Is it allowed to start threads like that or only the one pertaining to Tennis?
THERE WILL BE
There will be battles for the Holy Grass Crown
And your wonderful magic on the green lushy lawn...
There will be rain and there will be roof
And there will be Murray badly trying to prove...
There will be sweat, struggles, triumphs and falls
Maybe faster the grass, maybe lighter the balls...
There will be serves, forehands, backhands and slice
And break points TO CONVERT (if you take this advice)...
Go on, Rog, beat them all, win and don't hesitate
Number SEVEN awaits, make us all celebrate!
The "Odds & Ends" forum would work. If you start any threads, give us a shout out here on the Eagle thread to let us know.
Classy Rogi. He was going to serve Ramos a bagel, but checked the time, saw it was well past breakfast and switched to a three-breadstick lunch. A tennis masterclass and a light meal. Ramos should be paying for something like that. And please, folks, don't forget to tip your GOAT.
I'm getting good vibes from Rogi's strong start and because I was on light rail to work and heard people talking about tennis, and not some hooligan sport. An attractive gay couple was discussing how fierce Maria Sharapova looked on the grass, then segued into Andrew Roddick's chances this year, referencing the epic final against Sir Fed, 16-14 in the fifth.
And listening to this GOAT public transit conversation, and noting their omission of Nadal and Djokovic and Murray, I knew they were true believers like us. I wanted to go to them and tell them that the eagle soars high this fortnight, bless them with handfuls of Lindt truffles and remind them that the dreams of 7 and 17 are still alive. But then I figured they would think I was a paranoid schizophrenic like the others onboard.
Oh, and I like the personal tales, too, Tom. It's nice to hear some backstories of people on here to realize they're not just faceless *******s, *******s, Djoktards and Murrtards (though in that case maybe it's best to stay faceless).
Thanks to all for your kind comments...I am truly humbled! Much of life is about being in the right place at the correct time. I happened to be born at a time that allowed me exposure to tremendous social and cultural change. That change spawned both turbulence and creative response to "all that stuff going on". That, and the "seats" were cheap. I couldn't afford today's education, both on the street and in the classroom. My appetite then was affordably sated.
All along I would have thought tales of my creative consumption would pale in interest to fellow tennis enthusiasts when compared to my fairly storied experiences as a racquet tech for scads of pro-level players. I can't say I've ever done SMCRogi's basalt-enhanced sticks (it's on my bucket list), but I have worked for players who own cumulatively 53 slam (singles, dubs, mixed) titles. But more about that later. Gotta catch some tennis!
I feel uncomfortable pulling a quote of my own (and poasting consecutively!) but I wanted to point out a thread I just started in "odds & ends" that may be of interest to all ye BOTEhands. LMK if you like the idea!
Which was the Major won by Roger on an ace ?
1. it was on grass
2. he has a pony-tail
Immediately after the ace he falls into kneeling position with hands on his face.
Any gif experts here, I'd love a gif of that moment, I keep seeing it in a Rolex ad that comes with Wimbly. I don't know which one it was.
Sorry Senti, I don't have a gif. This is a very nice picture from the final though.
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