My current state of mood has to be the middle one. I’m quite distraught at the outcome of the Australian Open. Yet another epic match, yet another epic fail for the GOAT. And yes, Roger Federer is the GOAT. I’ve got a whole list of reasons for that, but that’s for another post.
You know that funny knot that forms in your stomach — that nervous, anxious one? It was present throughout the whole match. What was so heartbreaking about this one was that Federer really lost it for himself. His demeanor was broken in the last set, and it seemed like he just didn’t want to go through the hassle of a drawn out fifth set. His tears were heartwrenching. How could you feel so bad for a guy who has so much?
You know that funny knot that forms in your stomach — that nervous, anxious one? It was present throughout the whole match. What was so heartbreaking about this one was that Federer really lost it for himself. His demeanor was broken in the last set, and it seemed like he just didn’t want to go through the hassle of a drawn out fifth set. His tears were heartwrenching. How could you feel so bad for a guy who has so much?
I guess in the end, even the GOAT needs Jesus.
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