So I walk onto the grounds, check into the media center, drop off my shit, head to the practice grounds, and what do I see? A little Feli vs. Pico practice action.
For some inexplicable reason, despite the humidity being particularly horrible today (or so says resident Cincy expert @tisenfine), the boys practiced with their shirts on.
I mean, they were soaked in their sweat and their shirts were basically see through, but still, THAT'S BULLSHIT.
Thankfully, Feli knows what's up and gave us a nice little show at the end of the practice session:
Thanks, dude. Your'e a gem.
I mean, you're so Sam Stosur, but what can you do.
