Nadal vs. Djokovic: Here We Are Again, My Friend
Until this tournament, I never fully realized how much Nadal means to tennis. I knew he was a great player, obviously. But I’m a goner for Federer, and Nadal has often felt to me like an infuriating obstacle, a berserk dervish with the demonic power to out-frenzy Roger’s grace and lucidity. His tennis was a bludgeoning adrenaline rush, a Ramones song that lasted four hours. Had he never been born, Federer would have won the 20 majors he seemed destined for in 2007. I admired what Nadal had done, and I loved the insanity at the top of the men’s bracket. But deep down, in some atavistic corner of my sports fan’s heart, I kind of wanted him gone.
I has become rather frustrating to watch Federer lose time and time again to Nadal. I am not a fan of Nadal, but i must admit, that he seem to take his game to another level every time he is up against Federer and Djokovic. If he keeps beating Federer, then i hope Djokovic keeps beating him.
