华尔街英语高级Lesson 56

    Well, Morris, did you make a note of all that?
    Better than that, sir. I recorded it  on my portable tape-recorder.
    Hmmm, very clever. Well, there’s no time to waste. Let’s go to the tennis match.
    Fifteen love. Thirty love.
    Gavrilov is giving the match away.
    Forty love.
    How could he have missed that last shot? A child could have hit it, it was so easy.
    He’s up against   a superior player. Sanchez will be this year’s champion.       
    There’s no doubt about it.
After all, he’s beaten Gavrilov the last three times they’ve met.
Game and second set to Mr Sanchez.
    And Govrilov’s lost another set. I don’t agree with you, Sanchez doesn’t  deserve to win the championship.
    He may have more physical strength than Gavrilov, but Gavrilov is a more skillful player.
    What was that?
    The ball was out, Mr. Gavrilov.
    You’ve got to be joking. That ball was inside the line.
    It was quite clearly out.
    Oh, sure, sure. The ball was out. Remind me, we’re playing soccer, right? And my name’s George Washington. Hey, come on man. You’re wasting time. Let’s get on with the match. That ball was out. Get on with your service. Will you please keep out of this, Mr. Sanchez. I’m the umpire and I decide when Mr. Gavrilov serves.
    Hey, don’t you give me that patronizing crap! Like ,who the hell do you think you are  man? Geez! Now who’s wasting time? What is this? A tennis match. or the United Nations? Will you both be quiet please? We’ll continue the match, Mr. Gavrilov to serve.
    This has got to be some kind of comedy show. Fifteen love. Thirty love.
    It’s outrageous!Umpires are supposed to be neutral. They shouldn’t take sides in disputes between players I know.He obviously favors Gavrilov. He’s prejudiced against Hisparics, I suppose.
    What? He’s outrageously prejudiced In favor   of that awful Sanchez character.
    I would have thought that was obvious.
    What happened just then? It looked as though Sanchez missed the
shot deliberately.
    I’ve had enough of this, man. I’m quitting. What’s the matter now, Mr.
Sanchez? That guy is cheating, man. He’s putting me off my game.
    In what way he is cheating? I haven’ noticed anything.
    That’s because you’re asleep, man. I tell you he’s cheating,and you’re
supposed to stop him. You’re not doing your job.
    Is that guy nuts? How am I supposed to be cheating? Look, I’ve got one racket and
one pair of hands.
    He’s just putting psychological pressure on me, that’s all.
    Would you please stay out of this, Mr. Gavrilov.
    Now, Mr. Sanchez, will you please explain why you’ve accused Mr. Gavrilov of cheating?
    He’s the one that’s got the explaining to do. Why has he got those buttons on
his shirt?
    His buttons? What about them?
    He’s got those metal buttons on his shirt, see. And he’s polished them, OK?
    So the damn sun shines off them.
    Right in my damn eyes. Every time he serves. And you haven’t noticed
anything because you’re half asleep.
    Well, yes. I can see. That would be rather disturbing, perhaps.
    You are not going to listen to all that crap, are you?
    I’ve never heard such garbage in my life.
    Listen, that guy’s been trying to use thought-control against me throughout
the match, but I haven’t complained.
    Gentlemen, please.
    What? Thought-control! The guy’s out of his mind. Somebody do us all a favor
and lock him up.
    I’ve noticed the way you keep staring at me.
    You’re trying to control my mind.
    I’ve read all about it. It’s an old CIA technique.
    Oh yeah? So who sewed the button on your shirt-the damn KGB?
    Listen, I’m going to have to suspend the game if you don’t stop this nonsense.
    Tennis isn’t what it used to be.
    It’s a lot more entertaining if you ask me.
    Nobody behaves properly any more, not even among the spectators.
    Look how that man’s pushing past everybody.
    No, it looks like, it can’t be. Roger Temple ! I must get out of here.
    Excuse me! May I get past? Can I get past please?
    Here we are sir. This is number 1 court. And that looks like the guy we saw in the
hotel, doesn’t it?
    Yes. Can you see where he’s heading for, Morris? I can’t quite make it out.
    There’s a guy in the second row from the front who’s just got up. He seems to
be in a hurry.
    He could well be Peters as far as I can tell from here. So, shall we go after
them, sir?
    Yes,yes, of course.