McEnroe has got to sit down and work out where he stands.
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If, in a few months, I'm only number 8 or number 10 in the world, I'll have to look at what off-the-court work I can do. I will need to do something if I want to be number 1.
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Wimbledon
I used to love Wimbledon so
With Bjorn Borg and John McEnroe
Now it’s just a big pain
With gals from the Ukraine
They’re all interchangeable now
The game used to have lots of zest
Not just about who played it best
It was pure TV delight
To watch them all fight
But with such - a lot of finesse
Borg wore the Wimbledon crown
McEnroe threw his racket around
Becker’s joy when he won
Nastase’s sense of fun
While Connors was centre court clown
Pat Cash (for me) caused a foul
When he blew his nose on his towel
Federer’s real good at hitting
But his habit of spitting
Has me - emitting a howl
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poem by Victoria George
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I believe there's only one autobiography you can do.
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I'll let the racket do the talking.
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This taught me a lesson, but I'm not quite sure what it is.
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Four Letter 'Work' Song
Work me up, work me out, work me flip side down.
Work me here, work me there, work me with renown.
Work me hot, work me greedy,
work me through and through.
Work me to the very marrow,
work me just like I'd work you.
Work me proud, work me late,
work me do not hesitate.
Won't you let me work for you?
Work me til I'm black and blue.
Work me steady, work me needy, work me to a lather.
Work me til my backbone breaks, and the buzzards gather.
Work me in, work me under, work me til I bleed,
Work me over red hot coals, work me like a boss in need.
Work me nasty, work me silly, work me through the clover.
Up down, 'n' in between, into a slipknot sweet Jehovah.
Work me, work me, go ahead.
Work me, work me, til I'm dead.
Buddy Bee Anthony
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Anyone For A Game of Tennis?
Strawberries and cream at Wimbledon
that means games delayed by rain
no winners then from the U.K.
as Federer or Nadal win again.
Very loud screams from Sharapova
the umpire high up in his seat
fans queuing up for hours on end
just to see another Brit get beat.
Famous faces in the crowd
Cliff Richard is always there
their the only ones who can afford it
because it's a sport for the millionaire.
When John McEnroe used to play
he would swear, moan, and whine,
throwing down his racket he'd shout,
'You cannot be serious, the ball was on the line.'
At least it was fun and lively back then
when McEnroe, Nastase, and Connors did play
now there aren't any real characters
there mostly boring, dull, and Grey.
But good luck to the Scot Andy Murray
let's hope he can lift that big Tennis crown,
then he can have a big smile on his face
instead of his usual miserable frown!
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Do you have any problems, other than that you're unemployed, a moron, and a dork?
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Everybody loves success, but they hate successful people.
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The important thing is to learn a lesson every time you lose.
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I think it's the mark of a great player to be confident in tough situations.
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To be involved in a senior tournament back in the States is very satisfying.
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I had a similar year back in 1984 when I felt like I couldn't lose.
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Things slow down, the ball seems a lot bigger and you feel like you have more time. Everything computes - you have options, but you always take the right one.
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We should reach out to people to try to go after the fans the way other sports do. Because we can't just depend on the fact that it is a great game.
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What is the single most important quality in a tennis champion? I would have to say desire, staying in there and winning matches when you are not playing that well.
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Well I think that's probably one of a few, where I grew up in the City of New York, it's got a lot of energy, my parents are Irish-American so there was a bit of yelling going on in my house but it seemed normal.
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Payment
A tortuous path of neurons arced a call: ‘Awake! ’
I did; in rising, peering, stretching, bearing,
Pained anticipation saw it all:
Foretold, another filthy day.
I drew the drape: diluvian lay the ground
Beneath a lazy leaden cloud – apissing out
The puddles; irksome on the roof –
The drumming drops of bitter glee
Were hounding out a hapless me –
Reinforcing doubt that I am sound.
I left the house
to go to work
to earn a crust
without a perk
then on to bust
another straining vessel.
Trudging on thro’ mud and clay, I pondered:
‘Why a drought of happy times?
Auspicious climes were
Old and fusty books
Atop a dusty shelf
Inside a morgue-of-a-room,
Somewhere in a long-forgotten library
Down a lane without a way.’
I thought again: ‘And still I pay.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
O how I
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Guys like John McEnroe, Bjorn Borg and Stefan Edberg were also very good grass court players.
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