Friday, September 18, 2009

Federer's aborted mission



As usual a post after every grandslam. Most of the times the post is followed on the immediate day. This time didn't feel like posting. Not because Roger lost. Just felt that way.

Woke up at 5 in the morning, squinting switched on my laptop. Fed was leading and I stopped squinting and started beaming. Felt Fed was on his way to shatter the all time records. The second set dragged to a tie break and knowing Fed’s deftness in wrapping up the tie breakers I assumed Del would be mentally pressured in the 3rd set and I started counting the chickens. To my disappointment it didn't happen and allowed myself the liberty to wrap up the match in four sets.

The third set added fuel to the fire and I was happy that I will not be missing the presentation and at the same time reaching my office on time. The fourth set doused those flames when Del broke Fed’s serve indicating 5th set is on the way. I weighed my options and decided to start for the office for it would be too late if I sit for the 5th set.

When I reached the office and stared at the score my first thought was what score am I staring at. Slowly it came to the senses that Fed actually did loose the match. My spirits sank.

Ok this is my analysis though some of my friends don’t agree. What I felt was its not Del who played well. It’s Roger who didn't play well. True Del held his nerve and gave a tough fight. But Fed serve was awful. I had never seen Fed serving so terrible. The man who served 50 aces in the Wimbledon ended up serving 11 double faults in the match. A finalist can not afford 11 double faults to win the match.

Roger’s serve let him down and eventually the Championship. Had it not been for his serve he would have made it for the 6th successive win. And regarding Del, no doubt he is a great player but to me, it was not just Fed’s day. Hail Roger.


Tuesday, September 8, 2009

55 Words

She was startled awake by some noise. She saw a figure pass by the window. Beads of sweat formed on her face when she saw a pair of legs behind the curtain. She smelled something burning. The door creaked a little. Her heart somersaulted. The clock chimed 12. And then more noises followed.Surprise Surprise!!


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