Mewshaw goodness

Im bored, just come back from me hols. So I thought I'd give you all some quotes to read, From Ladies of the Court, my official holiday read...

Capriati came to her interview in a pair of cutoff Levi's and a peach coloured shirt. With much giggling she recounted how she and her father had gone jogging in the park the day before and a thief had stolen their bags. They had lost their passports, some money, and a computer gadget she couldn't quite describe.
A reporter, perhaps planted by Walt Disney Inc. asked if next year she'd like to visit the new Euro Disney outside of Paris.
"Sure" she said, "if it's not too far" Between questions she bobbed her head as if plugged into a Walkman, listening to music and keeping the beat.
I mentioned that Andrea Temesvai, at aged 18, had been ranked 7th in the world. Today Jennifer had beater her two and one. "Did that give you any pause for relfection. the fact that a few years ago she was in your position?"
Capriati murmured that she'd heard of Temescari used to be good. "Maybe she got injured or something. I don't know. I've never thought about it."
As the room cleared, John Feinstein said "You can come back in seven years and Capriati still won't have thought about it" HE attended Jennnifers press conferences just to count the "you knows" and "I means." "Last year her act was fresh" he said "but it hasn't changed and probably never will. Most kids develop. They read books, they meet new people, the have new experiences. But kids in tennis keep doing the same things. Nothing new happens to them, so they have nothing to say."

1) 7 years = Jen being 22? Hmmm. Maybe by that point she would have thought about Temesvai.

2) John Feinstein doesn't like Jen.

"This year I'm studying more" [Jennifer] said, "I get up at seven, practice tennis, go to school, have lunch, practice again, go back to school, eat dinner, and go to bed at nine. [Jennifer] estimated that her schedule was comprised of 30% tennis and 70% school.

Ouch, tough.

Beset by hiccoughs and giggles that jostled her gold hoop earrings, Jenny Capriati said, Yes, it had been, you know, a tough match. It was cold and night matches are, you know, always tough. Today was like a totally different experience. Now she was looking forward tp the quaterfinals, because, you know, she had never beaten Gavy and maybe now was the time.
How about school? a reporter asked, referring to that troublesome year end assignment.
Oh, school was like finished, she said. "I'm really happy about that. It's a big stress lifted. The only thing I have to do now, you know, is to keep a journal about the cities where I go in Europe.

emmm... ok

InSaNiTy - oi :p It's a good book, just attacks Jen all the time.



Jen fled the court, raced up the tunnel and around the courner, where her father hugged her. Once her tears had dried, she straggled back to accept her runner-up prize.
Stefano accompnied his daughter to her press conference. I was behind them and noticed she had a slight limp. "What should I say" Jennifer asked her father.
"Just say it's a little pain" he whispered.
As soon as we were seated, someone asked her about her leg
"I have a little pain" she delivered the line in a deadpan voice "I felt it in practice"
"Why'd you run off the court at the end?"
"I had to go to the bathroom"
Some hack decided there had been enough hardball questions. "Jennifer, America seems to have a love affair with you. You're always the favourite."
She waited for him to make his point. But this valentine was his point. Once that sank in, Capriati said, "There are a lot of good girls out there."

Sports Illustraed descirbed her as "a chunky, acned vessel of hormones, a kid so lost in a fog of adolescent alienation that she couldn't string together more than a few guttural sounds of conversation

Ouch-that last one was over the top mean. Who wrote that VBN?

Sports Illustrated wrote that , it's in the epilogue- some positiveness...

Few expets would have bet on Jennifer, not after her mediocre results and emotional funk of the past spring. But she came to Barcelona 20 pounds lighter, having worked out in Florida with the Spanis great, Manuela Santana. She moved into the Olympic Village, out from under the thumb of her parents, her agents, her hordes of corporate sposors, and there, in the company of other world-class athletes, many no older than she, Capriati took on the mantle of "Queen of the Cafeteria". As she told Sport Illustrated, "you just look for an open seat and sit down, and right away it's great"

emm.... if u say so:p