Love All

As you all may know (or not), sports play a huge part in my life. It defines me in the way I am and most definitely, in the way I are ( Baby if you strip, you can get a tip cause I like you just the way you are). But let’s not get carried away. There are no 2 sports that can define me better than The Beautiful Game of Soccer and Tennis.

The first one is a given. You can probably tell that from the colour of my skin. It has been bringing me great happiness by providing me with not 1 not 2 but 4 corners. 4! That’s 1 less than 6. For that alone, it has to be the perfect game.

Tennis though is an alien sport for hands like mine, that are more destined for Congkak rather than a set of racquet and green fluffy balls. It has brought me equal happiness though and I just happen to have an affinity for it and perhaps, a tinge of talent in it. Not only is it a great individual sport, it also happens to be a platform for some outstanding talent and a number of eye-candies. Hence, here is a lowdown of the Who’s Who in the tennis arena.


Even if you have not played tennis, you probably know this guy. This Swiss maestro is arguably the best ever to have graced the courts and why not. He is currently a holder of 12 Grand Slam Titles, (only the Holy Grails of tennis) and is 3 short from officially becoming the best. Watching him play reminds me that I should probably stick to Gasing.

And looking at him here humbly reminds me why I’m here writing for this ill-advisedly named blog and looking at him again, maybe deservedly so.


OHHHHH LADIESSS.
HI AIZATTTT
Ok sorry. Too much of Deal or No Deal.


No prizes for guessing the name of this Russian beauty (or not). Her name may be the first on the lips of male tennis fans but I beg to differ. If you want to know how Donkey sounds like before he actually started speaking in Shrek, then tune in and watch or rather HEAR her play. For your benefit though, wear a pair of ear plugs or put your TV on mute. Her grunts are much better off elsewhere. Uhuh uhuh.



This is probably Nas’s favourite. Her name though, to much horror (literally) is Daniela HANTUchova. HANTU. That means Ghost in Malay. It is supposed to be pronounced with a silent T but does that matter when you see a ghost. If all Hantus look like this, then I don’t mind chilling at banana trees. Then again, maybe I do.



Last but certainly not the least, this is Ana Ivanovic. I like to call her Ana. I’ve been seeing her for a year already. On TV. She is MY biggest eye candy. Not only is she one of the promising young players in the world, it just doesn’t hurt when you can sweat and still look that good.

And sometimes I wonder why I love tennis. Haha.