Love Is In The Air!
No...not that kind of 'love'....although I am breathing deeply in valiant but vain attempts to capture its magic and am reluctant to exhale. However, I'm not referring to love between a man and woman, a mother and child or a love of ice-cream. My focus here is on the tennis, the Australian Open.
Prior to the first day's opening events yesterday morning, love wasn't in the air, because opposing groups of 'yobbo's' (idiots/clowns) comprised of Croatian, Serbian and Greek youths in search of a brawl rather than an entertaining fun day of tennis watching, caused an embarrassing disturbance. Violent scenes like yesterday's have no part in Australian sporting events. All who were involved in yesterday's embarrassing, angry, offensive ruckus should be banned for the rest of their natural lives from attending, not only tennis tournaments, but all sporting events in this country. Enter them in a 2000km cycling race along the Great Barrier Reef!
With all the sport going on at the moment...the tennis and the cricket...I'm as fit as I've ever been! No sooner do I finish a game against Serena Williams, I'm away to bowl against the English! Then I have to face-off against Sharapova! Without a moment to lose, I've had to toss away the racquet, swiftly change my outfit, put on a new outfit with all the extra bits, pieces and padding, grab my cricket bat and belt the hell out of the Kiwis! Whew! It's a hectic, tough life at the moment! You should see my blisters! On my hands...don't be rude!