Keeps his Place
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- Keeps his Place
- Top-ranked Tulane slows Oregon State’s roll.
- Interview: Sally Vincent meets Greg Rusedski | Weekend | Guardian…
- Royals’ crown of thorns
Keeps his Place
sportnetwork.net – Jun 18, 2005
The less English the academy, squad and coaching team the less money you get – it will rise to 500,000 of the grant in 4 years time. We have only two players on contracts that don’t end this summmer or next (Ian Blackwell and Andy Caddick). Therefore the aim is to develop 7 to 9 first team players that are home grown. This will influence the medium term future of any player over 30 who is not an established English international – (Mike Burns, Keith Parsons, Richard Johnson, Rob Turner) and encourage us to play more younger players earlier and therefore develop them through the Academy system. It doesn’t stop us bringing in other talent but they must be brought in to bolster a home grown side or we will not be able to finance them. Giles also highlighted that that would also mean developing players in the off season and they are looking into ways of getting sponsored winter experiences for the young guys – if England think their players need it then it stands to reason that ours do too! Bye Bye to the ‘journeyman pro’ – if you can’t provide then you retire. I wndfer how that will affect whoever gets a Benefit next year? Caddick has already had his.
Top-ranked Tulane slows Oregon State’s roll.
Free with registration – Kansas City Star – AccessMyLibrary.com – Jun 18, 2005
_ Oregon State learned that darling status becomes meaningless once the game starts. The Beavers, playing in their first College World Series since the Truman administration, rolled into Omaha as a sentimental favorite _ at least when they’re not playing Nebraska. A cold-weather team with home-grown talent that knocked off perennial bully Southern Cal to get here, Oregon State hoped to continue its magic ride in Saturday’s opener against Tulane. But the Green Wave showed why they’re the nation’s top-ranked team in a 3-1 victory. “This proves we can play with the best teams in the country,” Oregon State center fielder Jacoby Ellsbury said.
Interview: Sally Vincent meets Greg Rusedski | Weekend | Guardian…
Guardian Unlimited – Jun 18, 2005
I say something like “What nice teeth you have”, hoping he’ll put them away, and quick as his 149mph record serve he says, “And they haven’t been worked on”, and goes on grinning fit to bust, safe and sanguine behind his God-given portcullis. The past few years have not been kind to Rusedski, a fact he acknowledges with the solemn assurance that life, like tennis, is “full of ups and downs”. When he first decided to come from Canada to play for Britain, he was welcomed by the tennis authorities as a suitable spur for the up-and-coming Tim Henman, who was lamentably short of home-grown opposition. Tennis groupies liked the look of him: the cute way he toddled, pigeon-toed, on to the court with his shorts flapping round his knees made us think he’d be a suitable buddy for Timmy, and we still regret that, however many Davis Cup doubles they win together, they do not seek out each other’s company in private. (When Rusedski married his Lucy in December 1999, Henman was not in attendance; when Henman married his own Lucy a week later, the Rusedskis were nowhere to be seen. )When Rusedski beat Pete Sampras in the 1998 Paris Indoor Open, there was an uneasy feeling on the terraces that perhaps our generously adopted number two had in some way got above himself, become too ambitious for our own good, and we added a certain British ambivalence to our opinion of him. It took a further five years for those suspicions to be confirmed.
Royals’ crown of thorns
Telegraph.co.uk – Jun 18, 2005
“He plunges “the second fork this year” into the rain-soaked earth and shakes the potatoes into a bag. Eight hours later, when I am back home in Somerset, the fragile skins of the Jerseys push straight off to reveal the delicate, white, kidney-shaped produce. This time, they’re dressed with home-grown mint and unsalted French butter, with a scrunch of Maldon salt. So delicious are they that the rest of the dinner seems superfluous.