I am still in trance. I still cannot believe that Roger won Madrid. Against Rafa. In two sets...6-4 6-4...Somebody slap me, it's too good to be real! Just when I had set my lowest expectations for the match, despite the fact that Rafa was tired(he had played on Saturday for 4 hours). I still couldn't believe Roger would defeat him. He usually panicked, made a lot of unforced errors, the first serve was horrible and had around 12-14 break chances, from which he only converted 1 or 2. But yesterday..he served perfectly, avoided the backhand very well, even though Rafa tried to play him on the backhand, and had 2 break chances and converted both. (break chance is when one player has 40-30, 40-15 or 40-0 on the opponent's serve, meaning he can win a game on the other's service). When the match started I was very calm and knew perfectly what would happen. When Roger made the first break, I was like "...wait a sec...HE BROKE!!! O_o". Then i jumped when he won the first set...and of course, during the second, trying to be calm became very hard and moved to impossible, when he was serving for the match. I was trembling and wishing that it ended faster. 15-40 and I was "no, please don't let it slip"...but Rafa made some mistakes and it was 40-40...the advantage for Roger...oh God, championship point. But Rafa came with a nasty return..Incredible. Another 40-40..another advantage..and this was it. Numb...
I feel slightly ashamed for having doubted Roger, but am happy that my expectations were positively contradicted.
I wish I could see him play live once more. Before he retires...I'm so afraid that next year I won't be able to see him. And I really want to. I know he said he'd play more, but who knows what happens? Could I go to Roland Garros next week? Just like this, for the first or second tour? The idea came to my mind today, but I don't think there are chances..xD
Anyway I'll be back to studying...metabolism. xD Hate it.
*___* Iiiiiiii....*fangirl mood activated* Isn't he the sweetest??? *__*
Also...I will proudly introduce you...the first chapter of a picture fic.! :D
Nicolas: Uhmmm...My head....
Nicolas: What...where...
Nicolas: Where am I???
Nicolas: It's huge!!!
Nicolas: My hat! How did it get there???
Nicolas: And where could my sword be??
Nicolas:...!!!
Nicolas: Gosh, how did it get there...*whispers* How...
Nicolas: As a matter of fact...
Nicolas:...how did I get here???
*dang!!!*
Enjoy, I'm off to chemistry!