Hail king Roger
I couldn’t watch Federer conquer Andy Roddick, blame it on CAS ,but managed to catch some glimpses of the semi finals. Watching Federer play is pure joy. Watching Federer is like watching Michael Angelo paint the Sistine chapel or Mozart composing his symphony in C major. One knows that he/she is witnessing a master in action. Federer’s racquet is more like a paint brush that seems to create strokes out of thin air. The ball goes just where he wants it to go; the racquet is only an enabler, a guide. The great man’s brain creates an opportunity which mere mortals (audience and the poor guy standing on the other side) can’t imagine, it all happens in the blink of an eye, arms extend the racquet meets the ball at the right angle and the ball then obediently obeys its masters bidding and leaves us gasping at the sheer brilliance and the opponent frustrated. Spare a thought for poor Roddick, after a bad year when he was knocked out early at
But then history has it’s own way of telling mankind that sheer perseverance combined with an over my dead body attitude can prevail over genius and it seems to have sent a 20 year old with Popeye like muscles who runs after every ball as if the very existence of human race depended on him reaching it. Rafael Nadal inspires hope, he seems to be the Achilles heel of Federer. He was supposed to be a one surface wonder but he proved the pundits wrong by making to the Wimbeldon finals. A guy who has a 6-2 record against the greatest player to hold a tennis racquet cannot be a one surface wonder.
Federer won watched by Tiger woods and Michael Schumacher announced his retirement. Guess it’s time for something special by Brian Charles Lara and Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!