This hostel's internet is blazin' and I'm abusin'. Here we go.
That is some incredible CoachFace.
Now *that* is quite the combination.
Obligatory Rafa pic. Because I had to climb a fence to take it.
Ditto to Pico.
Piotr, Petko, and HEIIIIIIIIIINZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. You lovely bastard.
Bepa.
YOUARENOTSERGEYBARF.
Bearded Andy. We saw him the next day chilling outside of a Starbucks. I had to watch him sit and adjust his junk for a good hour. That said, he went out of his way to bus his own table, which was nice to see.
Delpo thrusting his hips.
Andy and Delpo having some gentle words because Andy was taking too long for his pre-match warmup and Delpo was waiting courtside for a good 20 minutes.
Sam annoyed that neither she or Frank could hit a single ball in court for a set and a half.
Team Pissed.
But they figured it out. And they were...happy.
And then there was this mess. Bring back Sergey, dude. Seriously.
(Pics: Forty Deuce)
