Random Rambling

There is a lump somewhere in my body that right now I just cannot get rid of. I think when you admire someone so much and once you get to the point where you root for them, and they ended up losing, you just cannot believe your eyes or what you see. Like, you thought it’s all just… in your head.

 

Would I say that his defeat was inevitable? No. He had points and chances where he could’ve won 3 sets to 1. Specially in the 3rd set. How many break points did he have? How many he converted? And in the end he looked like he fell apart. Almost no confidence at all, errors everywhere, face looking down.

 

I’m disappointed, that, after 4 hours of fabulous tennis by both players, I still cannot respect the winner. I do believe that it’s only because of his haircut, and I know full well that people will smack me in the head because I know what he did was beyond fantastic and that he had so many good points and he fights for it like nobody else. And he’s a nice guy. And just because of his haircut I don’t give him enough credit that he deserves. Can I change that? No. I don’t think so. Not as long as he still has that hairdo, no.

It’s a silly and stupid and pathetic reason, I know, but… yeah.

 

Now no matter how many words and sentences I write, it’s not going to change anything. But I still cannot accept the reality that things are different than what I pictured it would be.

 

If there’s one thing that sports, any sports, has that some other aspects in life may not, it’s passion.