It was an amazing match. It was so close and so hard fought that it almost, almost doesn’t matter to me that Roger lost. It was nearly over in straights, which would have made me throw myself over the balcony (don’t worry, I’d land in the bushes), but Roger showed huge heart and pulled himself back from the brink of defeat. But Rafa’s the better player right now – the unofficial No. 1 player in the world – and he obviously deserved to win it in the end. And he was so humble in his victory – saying that Roger is still the best, still the No. 1, even though he keeps beating him on all the big occasions. If Roger has to lose, he can’t lose to a more worthy opponent than the wonderful Rafael Nadal.
But how surreal to see Roger with the little plate and Rafa with the trophy.
“It HURTS!” Roger admitted to John McEnroe after the match. He had tears in his eyes and rushed out of the room. Yes, Roger, it does! That was the hardest thing to watch – oh, oh, I’m starting to feel depressed!
My husband made me feel better, though. He told me that Roger will definitely win at Wimbledon again! He’s my Mirka, unconditionally supportive of my Roger obsession!
But enough moping! Because truly, it’s matches like this that remind us why we LOVE this game. (And Roger! And Rafa!) What did Roger’s practice t-shirt say, again?
Pain is temporary, but tennis fans are forever!