Mathieu, eat my shoes!

It's the third set, and 15-15, with Rafael Nadal serving. He suddenly stops playing and walks up to his bench and signals for the trainer to come on. So at this point you go, "Oh crap, an injury!" and you worry a bit. The commentator's are hypothesizing ankle pains, knee joints, back aches, et al.

And what do you know, he's got a banana stuck in his throat! No seriously!! He ate it in such a hurry in the changeover, that it went down the wrong way - so now the poor kid's ashamed since he has two highly qualified tournament doctors diagnosing his injury :P

Ofcourse, the french crowd started jeering and the commentator's said he did it on purpose to slow the tempo of the match (yeah, sure, since he was winning anyway..) - but all of those who've known the kid longer for three weeks know he doesn't play you like that.


So, in the conference room, this is how they start:

Q. A banana stuck in your throat?
RAFAEL NADAL: (Nodding head.)

Q. How many bananas have you eaten in your life?
RAFAEL NADAL: A billion. Is the most easy question.

Q. What happened?
RAFAEL NADAL: I take a little bit banana like this. I feel slip in the mouth and stay here (pointing to his neck).

Q. You peeled it first?
RAFAEL NADAL: (Untranslated answer in Spanish.)





I wonder why they didn't translate him :P

Note: and thank you insiya, for watching :)