[HOT!] Blog- Dmitry Tursunov 5/3 推推推推推

看板ALL-RUSSIANS作者Emily212 (Minyan)時間19年前 (2006/05/04 16:37)推噓3(3推 0噓 0→)

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重感冒中，他的blog變成我每天期待的事! 今天的一樣精彩!!!!!! Tursunov應該要當個ATP小報作家的! 簡報一下，(等不及看全文的可以跳過這段!) 今天這集有他的早餐抱怨記XD，跟Safin熱身，描寫了更衣室一角，提到了一個女選手熱切的追求著Safin XD 還有Tursunov跟物理治療師的耳機恩怨情仇! 他很用力的酸了一段XD 今天有個精彩的番外篇，他說WTA老愛抄襲他們，對於男女選手的支持者也有一番意見XD 導火線在於WTA本週寫blog的Bryanne在她的blog提到了Tursunov跟他的driver調情 (詳情請翻前幾天XD) 還有說他去KidZone玩的糗事及回飯店的插曲，段段精彩句句好笑啦!!!!!! 今天的還有加上這張圖 http://www.atptennis.com/shared/photos/other/tursunov_blog6.jpg

Wanted配上表情實在一絕XD Wednesday, May 3, 2006 My day started out with a trip to the hotel's restaurant. I agreed with Peter, Marat's coach, to meet at the lobby at 11 to go to the courts so I got out of the room an hour earlier so I could have some breakfast. When I got there I found waiters cleaning up the bar. I didn't mind seeing the walnuts and Corn Flakes being carried out of the room, but the croissants were the last straw! I knew that they close at 10.30 but its 10 and all that was left was some weird fruit that I still don’t know how to eat. Do you peal it? Do you eat the seeds? Is it a decoration? So I got ready to lay down the law! I walked up all puffed up like a rooster ready to complain when he tells me it's 10 past 11! Huh?! “10 past 10?” – I ask. “No. 11.10” the guy says. Hehe! That's a good one. I'm supposed to warm-up Marat and I'm 10 minutes late without my bag and not remotely ready to go. I sprint to the elevator and catch Marat in it. Thanks to me, we leave at 11.30! Today I really got some looks from the other guys in the locker room. I understand their concern and it's kind of expected. I try to play down yesterday's win, saying that the guy is just 15 years old but all of us know that I'm just being modest. You are aware of the tension. The air is electrified. It is like the calm before the storm. I see Jaroslav “Monica” Levinsky putting his shorts on backwards, - he’s so nervous! Gilles Muller stutters “G-g-good match ye-ye-yes-sss-terday!” Gulliermo Garcia-Lopez walks into a bench with his shin and David Nalbandian is hiding in the corner trying to cover up with a towel. In the next room I hear people talking of Nadal being dethroned and that a new sheriff is in town but I really feel that it's too early to be talking like that. I just want to focus on my next match. These discussions don't really bother me; you know they will happen when you win. Rafa's got six matches to tie Vilas for the most consecutive wins so I think he'll be okay. It is what it is and I'm not out to stop someone from getting into the record books but if I and Rafa happen to play I'll have to do what I'm best at! Seek and Destroy!!! Or we could just battle-rap! Whatever… The warm-up went pretty well. Not counting Peter watering my racquets while watering the court and a mini cyclone blowing through the tournament site. I even built a sand castle right behind the baseline. With towers and little soldiers in them and everything. But really today I don't have that much good stuff to write about. I feel like I've been talking about my game and how I'm getting used to the courts and bla bla bla... I was going to talk about a certain female player named Katerina, who has been chasing Marat for the third day now. “Coincidentally” bumping into him, eating when he is eating, lounging in a chair in front of the locker room right after his match and changing practice court from #8 to the one next to his. All of this has been extremely hilarious to watch but what has really been bothering me for two days now is that our physio, Michael Novotny, thinks that my $300 headphones are junk! How can he say that?! He talks about his noise-canceling headphones that require a backpack-size battery to operate for one flight and all they do is just put more noise in your ear so you can't hear the noise that's outside. Wow! Yeah, those are great! They make you look like you are that guy at the airport who waves with carrots at the airplanes. You know, the one you see on the ground when you look out the window of the plane, right before you leave the terminal. Then of course he listens to “Coldplay” so much that no one wants to show up for treatments any more and a few players ended up with depression related disorders. That completely explains why he is incapable of hearing the difference between his BOSE and my headphones with built-in crossover. Then there is a problem with copycats from WTA. They steal all of our great ideas! Fist-Pumping, Grunting, Blogging, Sleeveless Shirts… They steal everything good ATP came up with. I’m surprised they haven’t stolen Feliciano… Ok, ok! That was uncalled for! But c'mon! Blogging was our idea to promote ATP. Women don't need that. They have enough fans as it is. They have so much attention and promotion that their fans don't even play tennis! They don't know the names, they don't know the rules, they don't even care who wins! Hell, they are so consumed cheering for their player they sometimes forget to even watch the ball! That's what blogging was supposed to do to men's tennis. Get us more fans. (是說Feli太美了嗎XD) And then cunning Bryanne Stewart (read her blog http://0rz.net/a41l7) tries to steal our glory. And what's this stuff about me flirting with the driver? Never saw any of this. It must have looked like that from the third row, but you can't assume things! In any case, if it's war you want, Bryanne, then war is what you'll have… On the other hand maybe I'm rushing into this whole war thing. Maybe we can combine our efforts to dig up some dirty stuff on players and post it in our blogs. I'm sure the fans wouldn't mind hearing some gossip from men's AND women's locker room. I also went to a “KidZone” to shoot a bow. Man! I suck at it! There is a little kid with glasses 3 inches thick who is no more than 10 and he hits the bullseye twice out of five and I miss the target completely. Can I feel any dumber? After massage and press I'm ready to go back home. I go up to the transportation desk and find my blogs on the wall with parts about the drivers highlighted in yellow. Ooopsy! Someone is going to get in trouble... But they all laugh and tell me that they are going to give me the coveted C-Class. Once we're on the road I realize that we aren't going to be breaking any sound barriers. Maybe a wind barrier at the most! There is a lot of traffic and the driver is a guy. Man, do men drive slow here! It's like a twilight zone. I guess they all heard from their boss about driving safe and how Bryanne Stewart was hanging on for dear life and how she wanted to play “Enya” on the radio so he put in some Jack Johnson CD or something similarly depressing and we drove in tears all the way back to the hotel. Thanks, Bryanne!!! PS - If I haven't talked your ear off by now and you'd like to know more about me, please visit my web site.http://www.dmitry-tursunov.ucoz.ru/ XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD 看完這篇文章笑了這麼一整排.. ----- 耍寶大王！！！有興趣的人可以看Bryanne的blog對照她寫的他們一起搭車回飯店的片段．．　節錄相關的好了XD http://www.wtatour.com/newsroom/?ContentID=399 Last night when leaving the courts, I was joined by six players and coaches all from different countries in a Mercedes mini van. The front seat was occupied with one of the most colorful and flirtiest players on the men's tour, and from the moment the doors were slammed shut he rarely drew breath chatting up the driver. Obviously flattered by the attention or buzzing with adrenalin, the female Michael Schumacher seemed to forget she was driving a mini van in peak hour and not a two-seater race car on a track. Oblivious to the fact that there were any other passengers in the van, she swerved around the winding coast road at 150kph while four different languages all expressed concern for their lives and the giggles continued in the front. I survived the hell-raising ride and learnt another valuable lesson - to always push to the front and take ownership of the front seat as at least then I can jump out if things go horribly bad. Oh yeah, and I don't mind controlling the radio either. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 140.119.128.212