Jan 25, 2025
Marilina Bertoldi x Juliana Gattas, aka: reina del rock x reina del pop
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Marilina Bertoldi x Juliana Gattas, aka: reina del rock x reina del pop
"Tú necesitarías volver a nacer tres veces para pasar desapercibida".
- EREH
Tres veces. Loes
WTA Finals, Cancún (pt. 1)
Buenos dias from Mexico! It's the last tennis event of the season where the top 8 players of the year (in singles and doubles) face off, initially across two groups before semis and the grand final. I thought my involvement in the season had ended in San Diego, but as the decision on WTF host was quite late, all subsequent plans were pushed back, so it was belated (and very welcome) surprise.
Location aside, I took it as a sign that my performances on previous tennis jobs have been noted, and my reward was a spot at the all-important season finale. I'm here with Paul (who I met in Indian Wells), who has done a couple of these events and will doubtless be a great help - there is a lot more to do at this event than a typical tournament, given the unusual format and its status as the 'fifth slam'.
I've been here for a couple of days setting up for tomorrow's curtain-raiser, and it has been a far cry from the nightmare that was San Diego. Things have gone so well in fact, that we clocked out at 2pm yesterday - more than enough time to try out the hotel pool(s)!
Oh, did I not mention? The hotel I’m staying in is frankly ridiculoso – it has more pools than I have toes, a margarita menu with 150 options (!), and sits about twenty feet away from the most incredibly-coloured coastline I’ve ever seen. In truth, your only option on this stretch of land is one of the many behemoths that line the sand, so I doubt there’s a bad bed in the place! Never hurts to have an ocean view though, does it?
El caso es que nunca aprendo, que no debo tener ni metas ni aspiraciones, ni ilusiones, ni deseos posibles. Porque antes siquiera de imaginarlos, ya me he roto trece veces.
Capa
No one me let me drink frozen margs again
El dolor de no poder amar...
La primera vez, tras pensar que amaste y sufrir por ello sabrás que fue sólo una obsesión, querrás correr y correr detrás de ella pero siempre escapará de ti, te negarás a dejarle ir y seguirás corriendo, para no poder alcanzarle...
La segunda vez, alguien se acercará a ti, viéndote con tu alma destrozada insistirá en hacerte creer en el amor, aunque no querrás nada tanto insistirá que considerarás la idea de estar a su lado, sin embargo, cuando sientas que quieres una oportunidad aquella persona se alejará y encontrará alguien más especial, simplemente destrozándote un poco más...
La tercera vez, no pensarás en aquella persona como alguien especial, ninguno lo hará; pero el algún punto, todo los llevará a tener esperanza en un ‘algo más’ que anhelarán con todas sus fuerzas, pero esta vez, aunque lo desees desde la profundidad de tu alma, tampoco podrás amar, sus caminos se separarán y otra vez volverá aquel, aquel que nadie quiere...
El dolor de no poder amar.
Tres veces al día
Pienso sólo tres veces en ti al día, y después de esas tres veces decido no volver a pensar en ti hasta el día siguiente, como sólo son tres veces las acomodo en cómodos horarios donde no vaya a tal vez y sólo tal vez querer pensar una vez más en ti.