The Championships Wimbledon as interpreted by Zarlee
Characters
King of Grass Roger Federer
King of Clay Rafael Nadal
Sir Novak Novak Djokovic
Duke of Cyprus Marcos Baghdatis
Monsieur Gasquet Ricahrd Gasquet
Sir Haas a lot Tommy Haas
Meloncoly Davy Nickoly Davydenko
Prince Marat of Russia Marat Safin
Andy Roddick Andy Roddick
Robin Soderling Robin Soderling
Lleyton Hewitt Lleyton Hewitt
Servants Ball Boys
Court Gestures Announcers
Chorus Tennis Fans
Act I Scene i
Curtains rise the King of Grass; Roger Federer, is seated on his throne in royal attire. He wears an off white polo T-shirt under a sweater vest, matching trousers and a jacket with gold embelishments. His shoes and handbag bear the mark of his conquests- four consecutive Wimbledon titles. It is Friday he has already completed his second round match against Del Potro and is contemplating what lies ahead.
King of Grass:
A heavier task could not have been impos'd
Than I to speak my burden unspeakable;
To equal the legendary Borg's 5 consecutive titles.
I'll utter what players wantest to stand in my way,
Sir Roddick will return again, for sure
But I have beaten him thirteen to one
Young Prince Gasquet bears a skriking resemblance to my skill and form
Oppose my crown he will, wear it...he will not
Then there is the King of Clay we fought several times, (sigh)
I lost many, never on grass of course, I am the King of Grass
He shall not be underestimated however, he did make the finals last year
and would hope to repeat his success and even seek more...
But no more
Next I must face my friendly foe, Prince Marat of Russia
Exuent stage right
Act I Scene ii
Due to further rain delays on Saturday and the traditonal day-off on Sunday, the play schedule is far behind. It is Monday, The King of Clay and Robin Soderling finally begin to play.
Robin Soderling:
It is undisputed that you are the King.
King of Clay that is
Your prowess lies not upon this turf, young Spaniard
King of Clay:
Indeed I am the King of Clay and this is the Championships
But I have proven many wrong before
And shall repeat the gesture with this shot
The forehand goes wide, the crowd sighs and the rains resume. Exuent stage left.
Enter stage right, the King has finished practice and speaks from his locker room
King of Grass:
Too much rain so little play I haven't played since Friday
Well I have time. Time to complete so many things
I shall make a visit to the city, get a royal haircut and -
Enter Meloncoly Davydenko:
Your Majesty I am extremly bored with this palace. It is frustrating
How could you enjoy this four year reign?
This is torture, no covering, expensive food, stawberries and cream everywhere-
King if Grass:
Say no more
It is only fitting that your be relieved for such high treason ( He summons the servants who take Meloncoly Davy away, the King turns back around to face the audience)
Now where was I?
Another delay another day without play
And yes! Time is the positive outcome
I will commence my journey forthwith
Exuent stage right
Act II Scene i
It is Tuesday, dark clouds luke in the bokcground as the weather permits only o small amount of play for that day. Enter stage left, Nadal and Soderling in a fiere battle. They speak no words only communicating with racquets and very suggestive gestures. The Umpire suspenses play again as the rain resume again!
Exuent stage left
Enter stage right the King of Clay with his beautiful bride to be Mirka, she is adorned with fine jewelery. They carry several shopping bags some marked Prada and Gucci which they set beside their thrones as they sit .
Enter servant:
Your majesty, I have just received a message for you.
It was sent by the Tournament Council of the Championships
and states (he reads)
It is with the utmost regret that we inform you that your next opponent Sir Haas-a-lot from the land of Excuses has withdrawn from the tournament due to severe injury. However, you have now advanced to the Quaterfinal round to be played when the weather permits
Curtains fall
Act II Scene ii
Curtains rise. It is Wednesday, Nadal and Soderling are center stage in the final set. A rainbow beams in the sky.
King of Clay:
Vamos! Finalmente! (The match is finally over and he is ushered off the stage by officials to attend the highly anticipated media interviews)
Exuent stage left
Enter Sir Novak and the Duke of Cyprus. They play simultaneously against their respective foes, Lleyton Hewitt and Meloncoly Davydenko. After two hard fought matches Sir Novak and the Duke of Cyprus advance to the Quaterfinal.
Curtains fall
Act III Scene i
Andy Roddick and Monsieur Gasquet are playing the Quaterfinal match and it appears (as expected) that Roddick would face the King of Grass in the much anticipated Semifinal match up.
Andy Roddick:
This is exactly what Sir Connors and I had hoped for... tommorow I will clash with the King of Grass and I will leave that battle the victor, far too long he has shamest me on the ATP tour... But wait I hath lost my senses as I am currently playnig Monsieur Gasquest and with my mind wandered far away so has my level of play!!!!
As the final ball flieth past Any Roddick he exists the stage with his head hanging low.
Curtains fall
Act III Scene ii
It is Sunday, the final dat of the Championships. There is a huge crowd around the court and the audience anxiously awits the arrival of the Kings.
Enter stage right
The King of Clay, Rafael Nadal. Then with trumpets sounding and angels singing (Zar wrote this) enters the King of Grass, Roger Federer. After a lengthy battle the match is over and the two men converse in the net.
King of Grass:
O ye King of Clay, you deserveth this victory just as much as I. I had damn near losteth my mind in the fourth set, I do think that my royal haweye hath betrayed on this day.
King of Clay:
Indeed you losteth you damn mind, unfortunately you had settled your mind in the fith set of our battle. I congratulate you on your victory nontheless, maybe next year...
King of Grass:
Methinks you should also be fitted in Royal wear next year, I w'll order the royal dressmaker, Nike, to hooketh you up
Exuent all
Prince Marat of Russia runs across the stage with a bowl of stolen pasta and two chefs chasing him..
