Basel: Don’t talk to me. I need to be alone with my misery.
Roger was flat in the 3rd set.
It was one of those shanktastic days.
Fed was wasting his break points (2/11. what else is new?).
Nole deserves credit for hanging in there.
Roger would’ve won against a lot of players playing the way he did today.
He defended well, moved well, but left his offense game with Myla.
It wasn’t spectacular, nor was it anything self-destructive.
Nole needed the win more than Fed did.
WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY? Oh yeah … good jo—
It would actually kill me to say that. That’s one thing certain in this world of uncertainty: no matter how many slams Roger win, a loss is a loss and it will always rankle Dootsie.
Federer fans, say NO to Zen. Just say NO. We have to redouble our efforts to be miserable. What the hell is Wimbledon to cushion our blow? WHO IS MONSIEUR ROLAND GARROS TO TELL ME THE SKY IS NOT FALLING DOWN?
Time to bring out the projections of gloom:
What I will say is that the pattern is clear in recent Nole-Roger match-ups: Roger either thrashes him win in straights, or Nole outgrinds him in the decider.
Usually when Roger loses, people rationalises by picking trends: “I saw this coming, Roger was scrappy in his match against … oh, that Seppi guy.” “Roger was slicing a lot earlier this tournament, and when he does that, I KNOW HE’S GOING TO LOSE IN THE FINAL.” “Novak Djokovic played well against Radek Stepanek.”
Get over it folks. Roger did well all tournament. He had an off-day and I’d rather he didn’t. I’d rather he didn’t lose the US Open final either, because then we wouldn’t be sitting here calculating points to hold the Year-End No 1.
But these things happen, and they happen unnoticed for other players. It’s hard to go unnoticed when you’re Roger Federer. It’s hard to justify a bad day when you’ve won 15 slams without having one.
So where does that leave us for Year-End No 1? Am I right in assuming that Roger has to outdo Nadal in Paris and London? Or at least equal Rafa in Paris, and out-do him at the WTF.
Now, if you will also excuse me, I am going to STAB Federbear with my sharpest pen. And back into the cupboard for solitary confinement, you fugly beanie!