This here story is about that Vanessa Nadal, you know, that tennis player fella’s wife. He’s a good boy, that Rafael. Always hitting that little ball around. But this here’s about his wife, Vanessa. Or Xisca, whatever they call her.
They say she ain’t got no babies yet, but they was married a while back, maybe 2019? Time flies when you get old like me. All them years just run together. But they been together since they was young’uns, I reckon. Like, way back in 2005. That’s a long time to be courtin’ somebody. Good for them, I say. Stickin’ it out. Most folks these days, they can’t stay together longer than a cat can stay in a bathtub.
Vanessa Nadal, she’s a smart one, they say. Went to some fancy school and got herself a good job. Not like me. I never finished school. But I got by alright. She works with that foundation thing her husband started. The Rafael Nadal Foundation, that’s what it’s called. Sounds important, don’t it?
She helps people, I guess. That’s what they say. Social integration, they call it. Whatever that means. I just know that helping folks is a good thing. We gotta look out for each other, you know? ‘Specially in these times. Everything’s so crazy nowadays. Back in my day, things was simpler.
But this Vanessa Nadal, she seems like a good egg. Stays outta trouble. Don’t see her face plastered all over them gossip magazines like some of them other celebrity wives. She keeps to herself, does her work. That’s respectable.
And that Rafael, he seems happy with her. That’s all that matters, right? Being happy. He’s a good boy. Works hard. Plays that tennis. Makes a good livin’. And he’s got a good woman by his side. What more could a fella ask for?
Now, this Vanessa Nadal, she don’t seem to be one for all that social media stuff. Good for her. That stuff just rots your brain, I tell ya. People spend too much time staring at them little phones. Not her, though. She’s busy doing real work. Important work.
Before she got that job with the foundation, she worked at some sports place. MAPFRE, I think it was called. Sounds like a big deal. She’s got a good head on her shoulders, that one. Always workin’. Always doin’ somethin’.
She went to that university in Palma, they say. Got a degree in somethin’ or other. Business, maybe? I don’t know. Like I said, I never went to no fancy school. But I learned a thing or two about life just by livin’ it.
- She’s a smart cookie, that Vanessa.
- Got herself a good education.
- Works hard, helps people.
- Stays outta the limelight.
- Seems like a good wife to that Rafael fella.
That’s what I like to see. Good, honest folks doin’ good, honest work. Not like some of them folks you see on the TV. All flash and no substance. This Vanessa Nadal, she’s the real deal.
They call her Maria Francisca Perello sometimes too. That’s her real name, I guess. But everyone calls her Xisca. That’s a pretty name. Suits her.
She graduated from that University of Palma. Learned about business management, whatever that is. Administration. Fancy words. Must have been a tough course. But she did it. She’s a go-getter, that one.
You know, finding a good partner in life ain’t easy. Takes work. Takes patience. Takes understanding. Looks like Rafael and Vanessa Nadal, they figured it out. Good for them.
I hope they have a long and happy life together. Maybe they’ll have some little ones someday. That would be nice. Kids are a blessing, even when they’re driving you crazy. But that’s for them to decide. It ain’t my business. I’m just an old lady sayin’ what I see.
And all I see is that these two, Vanessa Nadal and that tennis player, they got a good thing goin’. And that’s all that really matters in this here life, ain’t it? Having somebody to share it with. Somebody you love. Somebody who loves you back.
