Bounce Back Sunday
Francisco (pictured above) and his partner have been great hosts to me. They have an adorable dog named Lika and a cat-dog named Dennis. We were 20 men strong at Gloria's Mexican restaurant last night. Since I was bummed over LSU's dismal performance against Florida, I drank me a 16 oz. sangria swirl. MMmm.
For whatever reason, I have the uncanny ability to come storming back on the second day of a disappointing tennis tournament. Today, I won two matches. The first was a slaughter of this drag queen that thought she was Venus Williams. You could hear her howls of fury as I spanked her ass on the court. Later, I played an exhausting match and outlasted someone whom I had an 0-2 tournament record against. I took the match in a 7 point tiebreaker. WHEW!
Tomorrow at 10:00am, I play a match against someone from Great Britain in the Consolation Finals. WOOHOO. I am thrilled I have made it this far in the higher division. Being in the Consolation Finals is proof that I can compete at this level. By the way, the guy that beat me in the first round is in the semi-finals for tomorrow. He may very well win this whole tournament. Now I don't feel so bad now about losing to him.