the australian open, or how tennis made me cry
I'm so physically/emotionally exhausted right now, I can actually feel myself going cross-eyed as I type. But, yay, am back in town today! I had to leave unexpectedly Sunday, much to my horror cos that meant I'd have to wait DAYS until I got back to watch my Fedal final, argh. So I get in, skip the post-travel nap my body has been begging for all day and go straight to my tape. And now I'm all yay but broken and my nose is stuffed up from crying. That match was INCREDIBLE. Rafa was fierce with a capital F, you guys. But oh, Rogelio!
He broke my heart during that final set and later when he was shoulder-slumped at the net, much less when he started to cry trying to give his speech. But then there Rafa was, cuddling his woobie and making him smile. Forehead lovin', aww. I love my boys so much. They both deserved to win, sigh. I knew watching one of them lose would be torture. :*(
Okay, must sleep now. Promise to catch up on comments/e-mails soon as I can see straight. OH FLIST I MISSED YOU GUYS. :X
He broke my heart during that final set and later when he was shoulder-slumped at the net, much less when he started to cry trying to give his speech. But then there Rafa was, cuddling his woobie and making him smile. Forehead lovin', aww. I love my boys so much. They both deserved to win, sigh. I knew watching one of them lose would be torture. :*(
Okay, must sleep now. Promise to catch up on comments/e-mails soon as I can see straight. OH FLIST I MISSED YOU GUYS. :X