I think I was supposed to be inside RLA that day, watching Lleyton and Sammy do it for the Aussies. But Baghdaddy just put on too much of a great show. Let’s hear you sing it now… marco le ole.. Ah as if I can pretend I know the lyrics. M has made up her own fabulous version. I know one word is “parking lot”. The one I can guarantee to get right is Marcos Baghda-tis (clap clap clap clap). Awesome.
It’s worth the ground pass just to see those guys go.
Here’s Nole, before he had a sore tummy…
Our Lleyton, finishing off Donald Duck and shutting up the Americans behind us “dynamite goes tick tick tick” like summer camp all over again.
Fenja doing his best to make a glorious twilight tennis match boring – how? Lucky for MCA crowds.
Taylor and Jo Willie leaving little breathing space in Hiisense with all the testosteron-erone present.
The next set of matches gets its own post. You will see why momentarily.