Don’t Stop Me NAOOOOO I’m having such a good time…

Rewatch the Federer v Davydenko Doha final from yesterday and turn this on in the background:

I did. And then I did a little Wiggles dance.

Note Federer’s face as he walked up to Nikolay at the net after his 63 64 win yesterday. He looked so satisfied and happy that I half expected him to break out into a song, “I’m a sex machine ready to RELOAAAAAAD like an ATOM BOMB about to OH! OH! OH! OH! OH EXPLODE!”

The combination of Queen and McFederer was so potent both my ovaries accidentally detonated. But boy, it has never felt better to have maimed lady-tubes.

The celebrations were somewhat muted. The Australian Open starts in just under 8 days and already, I find myself twiddling thumbs and absent-mindedly bouncing Federbear against a wall out of angst. Everyone will tell you that Federer has won 5 of his last 7 non-slam tournaments. B-b-but WHUT? He’s not supposed to care about Mickey Mouse tournaments anymore. He’s not supposed to be amassing a ridiculous number of points like he’s on some kind of demented hunt for scalps. This Federer guy – isn’t he meant to be “over the hill”, desperately grabbing at whatever slams Nadal “generously” toss his way so that he can seal his precious legacy?

Say WAAAH?! Winning an extra tournament Stockholm? Almost in tears in as the Basel champion? Looking like a kitty with milk in Doha? Going on a non-slam tournament binge?

Who do you think you are – the new Nikolay Davydenko?

I kid, of course. You know as well as I that there is no cause to doubt Federer’s hunger and passion for the game. Sure, this ain’t a slam, and the task before Wogie now would be to valid the sensational 6 months he’s had with a slam win. Am I confident? Never! It’s a slam, fearing everybody is the mark of a true kool-aidholic.

But let’s just say that I’m bringing back those hot tunnel vision goggles and my favourite mantra: ONE. MATCH. AT A TIME.

But like hell I’m going to forego a celebratory fistpump after such a satisfying win, just because the bigger prize is just around the corner. Every title deserves to be celebrated and savoured.

So here’s the deal:

• He didn’t lose a single set this week.
• Having lost all of his tiebreaks in Abu Dhabi, Federer won all of his tiebreaks in Doha.
• Counting Abu Dhabi, in 7 matches, Wogie McSquishie has been broken ONCE.
• He hasn’t faced a break point since the R16.
• He played his toughest and most passive-aggressive match in the 2nd round against Schoorel, and has since stepped up gradually each match.
• Against Davydenko yesterday, he struck the ball so cleanly he put Windex out of business. Besides that, he served automatically, he took his chances at the net and returned aggressively: which is to say that most of the little tweaks in his game in the last 6 months were evident.

Yes. The Paul Annacone magic lingers, and 99% of Federer fans now want to permanently relocate inside Annacone’s mouth and live on a diet of neapolitan ice cream. Love ya, Mister Cone, you crunchy Zen-master you!!

And then, there was little this gem I just came across.

“He’s obviously l told me to play more aggressively, because I did have a bit of a tendency to just start chipping the backhand return into play and just getting the rally started. I’m very good at that, I can do that all night. But it’s just a bit predictable for opponents….”

Oh my Grill Cheesus, you needed Paul Annacone to tell you that?

Never mind. LET US PARTY ON.

Don’t stop me now I’m having such a good time! I’m having a ball!

Don’t stop me now, if you wanna have a good time, just give me a call!

Don’t stop me now (’cause I’m having a good time!) DON’T. STOP ME NAOO. (Yes I’m having a good time!) I DON’T WANNA STOP AT ALLLL!

Don’t stop Wogie. *wiggle dances*

xx doots