![]() ![]() You never see any bus-driver memoirs on those shelves. ![]() Only celebrities employ drugs to make you feel sorry for them, as victims of success, victims of pressure, which is why book shops now have sections headed: "Tragic Life Stories" and "Troubled Lives". Should I marry Brooke? Better take this gear, lie about it to the ATP, wait for the eight-year statute of limitations to kick in and then make a ton more money from a confession streaked with the usual tear stains of contrition. Yeah, that's the kind of dilemma that could break any man. Then again, this is Vegas, where life is a dice-roll, a sun-baked land-grab, so it was perhaps natural for Agassi's ghostwriter to cast the father, Mike, as a Joe Pesci clone, always ready with the "piece" to put you six feet under red rock canyon if you so much as scratched his fender.īy now you will know that Agassi used crystal meth in 1997 partly because he was worried about his impending marriage to Brooke Shields. There is no comeback from the gun-pulling set-to, no police knock on the door. From that teasing cameo you might extrapolate that Agassi's autobiography, Open, would fit snugly into Literary Las Vegas, and you would be wrong, because it's hard to recall a more risible attempt to spin dark melodrama from a sportsman's life. ![]()
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