Random tennis thoughts of the day

[louiselux]

There's a point in this compilation of adorable Rafa clips, where he says about his health: 'My body is perfect', then realised how that sounded and added, with some chagrin, 'physically speaking'. That's not a bad grasp of English, right? Talking of which, his English has really noticeably improved in the past few months.

Rafa played blindingly good tennis against Andy Roddick on Sunday, to the point where it was getting vaguely frightening. His fist pumps at the end were, to quote emungere, 'highly and bizarrely sexual'. I know fist pumps are all about penises anyway, but these really were fist pumps of total porn. There's just something about Rafa that underlies all the adorablness. Rafa really is quite fearful in his intensity, his physical directness and apparent lack of any self consciousness. Mr Lux has watched Rafa play once or twice, and his verdict is: 'One day he's going to snap and lock himself in a room and just stare at the walls, isn't he?' I do wonder.

He's just a simple boy who likes fishing, golf, continuing to crush all comers in tennis, Phantom of the Opera, diamante Marilyn Monroe art and Julio Englesias.

On a different note, much as I like seeing him having fun and being a total dork, I wish Roger would stop doing that weird thing with Wawa on the tennis court after they win. Even if it's made of HoYay, it's really beginning to creep me out for reasons I can't even explain.

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[daegaer.livejournal.com]

"My. Framework. Operates. Totally. Within. My. High. End. Parameters."

The reporter blinked. "Er, sorry, Mr Nadal?"

Rafael Nadal gave a carefully programmed wry smile.

"It. Sounds. More. Natural. In. Spanish."