Sorry, I had not seen your post. I also put the article on the GM.com forum if people want to run it through an online translator (http://www.gaelmonfils.com/Forum/vie...3170b671ae6762
) But yes, that's about the idea, they complain about Manicom...
Better late than never, sorry - the friends!
Émilie Chartier, 26 years old: Émilie is my best friend. She always finds the right words to cheer me up.
“I know him since he’s 17 years old. We met during a dinner, we immediately hit it off together and we haven’t parted ways since then. We phone almost every day. He feels it if I’m stressed. I wouldn’t have passed my driving license if he was not there. It was my 4th attempt, I was panicking and I didn’t want to get out of my bed on that day. He told me on the phone ‘Émi, you’re going there! Now!’ Thank you Gaël.”
The new friends: Vince and his ‘gang’ have been there in difficult times, when I was injured, doubting, they’ve always steered me in the right direction.
Nabil Khouri, 21 years old, former student at a cinema highschool:
“I had already seen him at the Jean-Bouin club, but we really met via my friend Richard Gasquet. I followed Gaël on a few tournaments then, out of curiosity. We went to Miami, then Munich, Rome. I love he is so relaxed. He never hides his feelings, he’s very open. It gave him a great energy to be back with Thierry Champion. He likes having a lot of people around him. He looks up at us during his matches, we give him strength.”
Vincent Déprez, 23 years old, computer graphics artist:
“We met because he wanted to put special doors on his Polo GTI and I knew where he could get them. He still has his Polo at home, in Switzerland. He isn’t a big-time gambler in general. He doesn’t drink alcohol, he never has. Even if he had won Roland-Garros, he wouldn’t have drunk champagne. We party for him, we do all the bad things he can’t do. We've been playing golf quite a lot lately. He started with me after Miami. I’m better than him, so I thrash him.”
Alban Djinovic, 21 years old, soccer player:
“I met him at his home in Boulogne, we played poker together, Nabil and Vincent were there too, and he stripped me of all my money. I’m living next to him, not far from the Porte Saint-Cloud. He comes to see me play with my club (Sannois-Saint-Gratien). We sometimes play football in his flat. It’s not common to have such a caliber and not let it go to one’s head. I was hoarse from shouting too much during his matches in Roland-Garros. He told me after his quarter of final against Ferrer: ‘I was hearing only you all the time”. He calls me ‘Patrick Bruel’ (a French singer and poker player with a hoarse voice).”