give me some water i'll be here a while
~indian wells~ day two
the first highlight of the day was getting to ride in a golf cart instead of walking the whole way to the tournament gates. thank you, kind old man.
next was this hideous fashion number:
I don't EVEN.
next we went to see andy eeyore murray play against an irrelevant american. you can't really tell from the pictures, but our seats were much better today. I felt a lot closer to the action and had my own ledge to put my feet on 8)
when we first walked in I was like, wait, andy didn't have those guns on sunday. and then it hit me.
after andy was done we had a quick lunch break, and caught this on our way out of the stadium:
unf. they moved onto the practice courts to play some tennis after that, but we ended up going to see tsonga on one of the outer courts. lesson learned today: outer courts fucking rock. you're closer, you're cooler as long as your bleachers block the sun (ours did), you can hear players and see their faces! I mean...I knew all of that, but since there were so many good matches going on at stadium one on sunday we didn't venture out for long periods of time.
tsonga was quite fiery today! he had a lot of energy and had some damn fast serves. he is also as cute as ever :(
montanes put up a good fight, but tsonga caught fire.
after he was done we decided to go back to the stadium to watch roddick, but we got sidetracked during the first set.
RAFA ON THE PRACTICE COURTS. in a...pink doorag. but acceptable shorts! his mannerisms are very very cute :(
my photography, however, is really bad.
omg so many people. my mom wanted me to try and get his autograph but as you can see, the competition was fierce, plus my brother would disown me if I didn't go see his boy roddick. so we finally went to our...original destination.
a wild randy appears!
lmfao.
ohoho.
my brother the insane roddick stan should be pleased.
the guy randy was playing against was actually a really, really good server. most of the points they played were aces? it was pretty shocking whenever one of them returned a serve rofl.
between roddick and the ~epic spaniard doubles faceoff~ I decided to go see the end of jelena jankovic's match, because she is the next best thing to ana when it comes to lady serbs.
HER DRESS IS KIND OF GORGEOUS. jelena always wears colors that really pop. I was rolling in envy the whole time I watched.
shahar peer gets no such fashion points, but she's very good anyway?
your eyes are not deceiving you: jelena jankovic is smiling. :3
jelena is very classy. she walked out on the side where I was sitting, so as soon as I saw the ballkids lining up with their giant autograph balls I scurried over to see if I could get lucky. I did! it was pretty much me and the ballkids waiting for her. I told her good luck (and her clothes were even prettier close up) and some adorable old guy behind me was all "you'll be here for the finals won't you?"
at first I thought it looked like nonsense scribbles, but now it kind of looks like jj and a heart :3 she is too cute. I honestly have no idea how I've gotten this lucky. in three days the number of autographs I've received in my entire life has doubled. yeah. in eighteen point five years I got two autographs, and then came to this tournament and got the same number in three days. sobs.
AND THIS IS WHERE THE BROMANCE FUN BEGINS.
oh yes. ohhhhhh yessssss.
they are both really cute :( my mom spent this whole match trying to get a photograph of nadal picking his butt, and like squealed happily when she finally did.
feli and verdasco were very fiery during this match D: there were times when both of them got really pissed. even though they ended up losing, they seemed really comfortable with each other and more accustomed to playing together than marc and rafa. ohohoho.
DAT ASS. they played gypsy during one of the breaks (if you don't know, the song that rafa was in the mv for, during which he awkwardly watched shakira dance sexily for him and pretended to sex her up with clothes on) and I cackled inappropriately.
I didn't take that many pictures because doubles (and the match in general) is just really exciting and I didn't want to miss anything. but I made sure I got plenty of bromance shots 8D
after the ~epic spaniard doubles showdown~ was over, they kicked out all the day ticketholders so that the night ticketholders could see rogrog LOSE fuckfuckfuck. so my mom and I went over to see the end of james blake's match. since he ended up losing I'm really glad I got to see him, since I loved his book and he's pretty much the only american player I'm fond of. roddick is great for lulz, but blake is just a good kid.
I felt really bad for almagro even though he ended up winning :( some of the american fans were being really rude to him. like, he started talking to the chair umpire in spanish and someone yelled SPEAK ENGLISH. and I was just like RUDE, plus the umpire quite obviously spoke spanish. and this one guy in the first row kept heckling him, it was like being at a football game or something. what a bad impression to give someone of americans, really :(
I'm tired as hell so no more pictures for now :( I am also really heartbroken that rogrog lost, but have an overheard conversation between a man and his drunk girlfriend.
man: roger federer is so great, it's too bad he isn't american.
drunk girlfriend: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF HE ISN'T AMERICAN HE'S A GOOD GUY. (she repeated this three times or so)
man: idk if he can win, he can't win all the time.
drunk girlfriend: yes he can.
me: oh yes he can.
drunk girlfriend: THANK YOU.
now if nole loses idek what I will do with my life. sob in a corner, most likely. so you hear that nole DO NOT LOSE. 8)
the first highlight of the day was getting to ride in a golf cart instead of walking the whole way to the tournament gates. thank you, kind old man.
next was this hideous fashion number:
I don't EVEN.
next we went to see andy eeyore murray play against an irrelevant american. you can't really tell from the pictures, but our seats were much better today. I felt a lot closer to the action and had my own ledge to put my feet on 8)
when we first walked in I was like, wait, andy didn't have those guns on sunday. and then it hit me.
after andy was done we had a quick lunch break, and caught this on our way out of the stadium:
unf. they moved onto the practice courts to play some tennis after that, but we ended up going to see tsonga on one of the outer courts. lesson learned today: outer courts fucking rock. you're closer, you're cooler as long as your bleachers block the sun (ours did), you can hear players and see their faces! I mean...I knew all of that, but since there were so many good matches going on at stadium one on sunday we didn't venture out for long periods of time.
tsonga was quite fiery today! he had a lot of energy and had some damn fast serves. he is also as cute as ever :(
montanes put up a good fight, but tsonga caught fire.
after he was done we decided to go back to the stadium to watch roddick, but we got sidetracked during the first set.
RAFA ON THE PRACTICE COURTS. in a...pink doorag. but acceptable shorts! his mannerisms are very very cute :(
my photography, however, is really bad.
omg so many people. my mom wanted me to try and get his autograph but as you can see, the competition was fierce, plus my brother would disown me if I didn't go see his boy roddick. so we finally went to our...original destination.
a wild randy appears!
lmfao.
ohoho.
my brother the insane roddick stan should be pleased.
the guy randy was playing against was actually a really, really good server. most of the points they played were aces? it was pretty shocking whenever one of them returned a serve rofl.
between roddick and the ~epic spaniard doubles faceoff~ I decided to go see the end of jelena jankovic's match, because she is the next best thing to ana when it comes to lady serbs.
HER DRESS IS KIND OF GORGEOUS. jelena always wears colors that really pop. I was rolling in envy the whole time I watched.
shahar peer gets no such fashion points, but she's very good anyway?
your eyes are not deceiving you: jelena jankovic is smiling. :3
jelena is very classy. she walked out on the side where I was sitting, so as soon as I saw the ballkids lining up with their giant autograph balls I scurried over to see if I could get lucky. I did! it was pretty much me and the ballkids waiting for her. I told her good luck (and her clothes were even prettier close up) and some adorable old guy behind me was all "you'll be here for the finals won't you?"
at first I thought it looked like nonsense scribbles, but now it kind of looks like jj and a heart :3 she is too cute. I honestly have no idea how I've gotten this lucky. in three days the number of autographs I've received in my entire life has doubled. yeah. in eighteen point five years I got two autographs, and then came to this tournament and got the same number in three days. sobs.
AND THIS IS WHERE THE BROMANCE FUN BEGINS.
oh yes. ohhhhhh yessssss.
they are both really cute :( my mom spent this whole match trying to get a photograph of nadal picking his butt, and like squealed happily when she finally did.
feli and verdasco were very fiery during this match D: there were times when both of them got really pissed. even though they ended up losing, they seemed really comfortable with each other and more accustomed to playing together than marc and rafa. ohohoho.
DAT ASS. they played gypsy during one of the breaks (if you don't know, the song that rafa was in the mv for, during which he awkwardly watched shakira dance sexily for him and pretended to sex her up with clothes on) and I cackled inappropriately.
I didn't take that many pictures because doubles (and the match in general) is just really exciting and I didn't want to miss anything. but I made sure I got plenty of bromance shots 8D
after the ~epic spaniard doubles showdown~ was over, they kicked out all the day ticketholders so that the night ticketholders could see rogrog LOSE fuckfuckfuck. so my mom and I went over to see the end of james blake's match. since he ended up losing I'm really glad I got to see him, since I loved his book and he's pretty much the only american player I'm fond of. roddick is great for lulz, but blake is just a good kid.
I felt really bad for almagro even though he ended up winning :( some of the american fans were being really rude to him. like, he started talking to the chair umpire in spanish and someone yelled SPEAK ENGLISH. and I was just like RUDE, plus the umpire quite obviously spoke spanish. and this one guy in the first row kept heckling him, it was like being at a football game or something. what a bad impression to give someone of americans, really :(
I'm tired as hell so no more pictures for now :( I am also really heartbroken that rogrog lost, but have an overheard conversation between a man and his drunk girlfriend.
man: roger federer is so great, it's too bad he isn't american.
drunk girlfriend: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT IF HE ISN'T AMERICAN HE'S A GOOD GUY. (she repeated this three times or so)
man: idk if he can win, he can't win all the time.
drunk girlfriend: yes he can.
me: oh yes he can.
drunk girlfriend: THANK YOU.
now if nole loses idek what I will do with my life. sob in a corner, most likely. so you hear that nole DO NOT LOSE. 8)