Wimbledon final
Jul. 6th, 2009 01:06 amQueing in the early morning, Henman Hill, sunburn, warm sticky Pimms,
buckle_berry minimising her face against my shoulder, endless pointless jokes,
tarteaucitron deafening me with screams, frustration, disbelief, feeling bad for Andy Roddick, boggling at the final score, seeing Roger on the balcony with Mirka patting his bum, everyone losing their minds at championship point, walking home alone along Wimbledon Park Road in the dusk.
Oh, sigh. This was just the most brilliant day.
Watching the replay highlights, the tennis was exceptional. Andy Roddick was amazing, but so was Roger. It was one of those matches where you wish they could walk to the net and agree to call it a draw. But I was so incredibly gratified to see Roger win this match. He didn't go away and neither did Andy Roddick didn't flinch for the longest time. But finally it seemed like physical stamina and nerve were the deciding factors, and Roger took his few chances where he could.
That match was just an amazing thing to watch, even if I did want to bite through the chair seats at some points from sheer frustration.
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Oh, sigh. This was just the most brilliant day.
Watching the replay highlights, the tennis was exceptional. Andy Roddick was amazing, but so was Roger. It was one of those matches where you wish they could walk to the net and agree to call it a draw. But I was so incredibly gratified to see Roger win this match. He didn't go away and neither did Andy Roddick didn't flinch for the longest time. But finally it seemed like physical stamina and nerve were the deciding factors, and Roger took his few chances where he could.
That match was just an amazing thing to watch, even if I did want to bite through the chair seats at some points from sheer frustration.