Plus, their irrepressible dad, Wayne, was usually nearby, happy to volunteer the boys for clinics or line them up for interviews. The Bryans were uncommonly, almost jarringly outgoing. They heard the predictable quips-"I'm seeing double" and "attack of the clones"-and they played along, dressing identically and sharing everything from an e-mail address to an ATM card. Fresh out of Stanford, the Bryans started out on the ATP Tour in 1998, and their emergence made for a cute story: those handsome and genial look-alikes. "There are two things in life for which we are never truly prepared: twins," humorist Josh Billings remarked. By the end of that week they had teamed to win their 600th professional match together, part of their inexorable assault on tennis history. They finished their meals, got back into the car they were sharing, returned to the hotel room they were sharing, changed into matching outfits and headed to the practice court they would share at the Delray Beach Tennis Center. "Could have been anything," said Bob, shrugging.
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