When Roger Federer was still The Roger Federer, circa 2006.
I miss. :-(
Still have high hopes that the 'Roger Federer era' isn't over yet. (The 'Rafael Nadal era' already seems to be in the making, though.)
Will continue to support Rog, whatever happens!
*cheers him on for Toronto, Cincy, Beijing, and the US Open*
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Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
Dedicated to the Champions
If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
---
Wimbledon 2008 Men's Singles Final
R. Nadal def. R. Federer, 6-4 6-4 6-7 6-7 9-7
Video of the above poem, read by both of them.
Both are true Champions, none a loser.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
---
Wimbledon 2008 Men's Singles Final
R. Nadal def. R. Federer, 6-4 6-4 6-7 6-7 9-7
Video of the above poem, read by both of them.
Both are true Champions, none a loser.
Roger's post-match interview with John McEnroe: "It's tough, it's tough, it hurts."
Rafa's post-match interview with John McEnroe: "Very happy right now, I was crying like ten minutes."
Monday, June 23, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Pain is only temporary...
...VICTORY is forever!
Perhaps the shirt was a gift from Rafa to apologize for giving Roger so much pain during the clay season. Ha.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
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