Bernard Tomic's hitting partner wrote up a diary of his seven months in hell as an employee of the Tomic family, and it's causing quite the stir in the tennis community...an example of the sports parent gone horribly wrong:
Part 1:
http://www.news.com.au/sport/tennis/...-1226719297918
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THE Tomics arrive in Monaco and I must pick them up at Nice airport at my own expense.
Bernard, meanwhile, had partied like crazy after the Australian tournament season and when he comes back he has lost 2-3kg of muscles.
Salva and I see him, and "Oh my god, who is this?"
Bernard doesn't want to do anything now. Salva fights to get him to do sprints. I watch as they go to this long track near the courts. Bernard runs like he is at a marathon, just a slow jog. Mr 50 per cent. He is like a zombie.
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Part 2:
http://www.news.com.au/sport/tennis/...-1226719484382
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John again says that practice is over and tells me to put my rackets in the bag. Bernard tells me to stay but John again tells me practice is over. I'm standing there not sure what to do. John tells Bernard if he doesn't want to listen then he will not play. Bernard comes to the net and John is screaming at him and Bernard answers back and tells him again to sit on the bench and not talk.
John is furious and then - pow! One punch. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, right there just in front of me. Bernard doesn't say anything but has tears in his eyes. John walks away and rests two rackets on an angle against the wall then snaps his foot down on them breaking them. Crack, crack - breaks both rackets and tells Bernard that he doesn't play tournaments now for three weeks and tells me to cancel all the flight tickets. Bernard sees this and then breaks his racket. My God, these people, it's crazy.
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some of us on here have expressed disdain for Bernard because he is a lazy spoiled brat, but there is a reason behind all of it and he deserves some sympathy to an extent. but I still won't cheer for him or anything.