When I mentioned Pico may be used as a sacrificial lamb against Rafa in the Davis Cup tie, I did not think he would take to the task quite so literally:
There’s the old maxim “don’t look a gift horse in the mouth,” but a gift lamb? By all means, Rafa, pinch a gifted lamb in the buttocks! That is a sturdy grasp there. Man, Pico. I hope you know what you’re doing. You’re treading on thin ice here.
If I were standing across from Fer, I’d have trouble looking him in the eyes as well (for fear of bursting into laughter or tears). Good on you, DelPo, for refusing to make eye contact. That (almost) forgives the hair crime situation–what is this bedhead? What potions has Fer used on his own hair? Hair gel for a training session is a bit much, no?
Mine eyes! Fer, you’re coming on way too strong there. Go make a pass at Pico instead.
It’s an epidemic. Even Feli refuses to look Fer in the eyes. What does Fer have to do to gain some respect around these parts? Wait, I know the answer to that one.
Et tu, DelPo? I didn’t know he was capable of coming between Fer and Feli. Perhaps this is all part of a master plan to make Fer feel even more of an outcast? Arranged by…
“El Rey.” He is at turns crazy and angelic, with eyes as blue as the flag he carries. He looked a bit grumpy in training. Let’s hope it’s only the jet lag speaking.
See what I mean? Nalby went from angelic to crazy in two seconds flat. There is no scarier sight in the tennis world than that of “El Rey” attempting to hug you (Fer making eye contact is a close 2nd). This reminds me of that scene from “Arrested Development”:
Michael Bluth: Why are you squeezing me with your body?
Lucille Bluth: It’s a hug, Michael. I’m hugging you.
Michael Bluth: Well, why?
Come to think of it, Nalby could do a fine interpretation of Lucille Bluth.