MINUTES of a MONDAY #149
A couple of bits from me to you to get your Monday up and running
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Slán - Niall☘️ **
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BRAIN Food: Qualifying or Main?
“I was booked on a late flight to Merlbourne, so I had time to catch some of Nidal’s early evening quarter final before travelling. I sat up high among the crowd to see him take on my opponent from three days earlier, Steve Darcis. Nadal was bossing the match 6-1, 2-0 when Darcis was forced to retire through injury: the injury his efforts to get from qualifying to the quarter-finals had priced in.
A players party took place the nite before I left. Nadal arrived late with wet hair, wearing a loose linen shirt with three buttons undone, flanked by two men in Qatari those and ghutra. The three of them swept past the rows of tables to the top of the room. Most of the other players were seated together in casual groups.
Good-looking girls in Exxon Mobil t-shirts offered branded Doha ATP 250 ipods at the players’ tables, with the cruel caveat ‘Main Draw Players Only.’ I reasoned with myself that I had been two points from being in the main draw, so cut myself some slack for once and went to take one.
‘Qualifying or Main?’ the girl asked, peering down at me and holding the ipod just out of reach. '
‘Main,’ I said and grabbed one.”
An extract from The Racket by Conor Niland, detailing life on the lower echelons of professional tennis.
SOUL Food:
“Be a loner. That gives you time to wonder.”
Albert Einstein
LOL:
Dave Chapelle on prank phone calls to teachers:
APPENDIX:
"There's no reality except the one contained within us. That's why so many people live an unreal life. They take images outside them for reality and never allow the world within them to assert itself."
Hermann Hesse
A.O.B.
That’s a wrap for #149 mi amigo.
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And, as always, mind how you go out there & slán agus beannacht.
Niall