Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: In Albert Costa's Arms
Re: Women's fairplay
there's so much cattiness behind the scenes that they can hardly look at each other on court......you can tell which players like each other by the warmth of their handshakes.
the men appear to be able to be aggressive during the match but leave it behind at the end of it. they have to be big enough to shake hands and accept defeat. they have to be a man. there are obviously friendships and people who don;t like each other, but AS WITH LIFE, i think these inter-personal issues are more of a woman issue than a man issue....the men being less gossipy/bitchy, even if they could punch the other....
You have long been my goal, been my chasing, been my soul. I have hung out on the edge. But I just couldn't let go. There's a time to forgive. There's a time to forget. Close your eyes, get ready, set. Walk me down this fall I'm taking but don't let me go yet. Oh let me go, sweetheart, throw me, around you, like you know me. And remember me too. Remember me too from a dream i had of you. Mary Margaret O'Hara | Dream I Had | Apartment Hunting | 2002.