Friday, January 18, 2008

Final set


I don't know whos writing the script for this one but it is a block buster.


And I couldn't agree more.

INCREDIBLE MATCH. The last game was what you call zup zup ^ 4.

Ok so I missed the first 4 sets. But considering I saw match point #1 only in the 5th set I assume the 7-6 (in the 4th) wasn't as hard as it seems.

So here we go...
Australian Open '08 3rd round
Andy Roddick Vs Philipp Kohlschreiber
5th set

Familiar, VERY familiar... With Roddick, such situations are familiar.

Philipp Kohlschreiber opens the set... DAMN! DAMN! Its the FINAL set and it isn't even women's tennis ( where breakpoints happen every game ). Both of them are serving well, and I am hoping Roddick will break early. But NO... They are on serve till 5-4 (They didn't drop a point till the 6th game, if I remember right). Roddick serves and he serves bad. 1 double fault in 54 games and 2 in just the 55th game (WTF? WTF?!?).
Its only then I begin explaining to a friend what a mini break is and how different 30-30 is from 15-40 and what do I see... Match Point Kohlschreiber. The ad court is particularly lucky for Roddick's service and he saves 4 match points (The 1st match point, he has an argument with the umpire and proves him wrong by challenging the call... DAMN! HE IS SOOO CUTE) and converts his first game point. So I am celebrating and mom's friend is not very pleased with what I am screaming (Agreed Roddick can't hear but who cares!). Both then go on to hold serves with the ACES box permanently stuck on screen and the commentators defining quality tennis all over again. No tie break so I curse Roddick's luck again.

The match was over before I could finish cursing.

I guess I am getting used to Roddick losing such close matches. The fact though is, its such long matches ( like in Australian Open 2003 against El Aynaoui where the 5th set went on and on and on for ages. Tho' Roddick won that one) and fights with the umpire ( Oooh! He once called the umpire a MORON :D) that make him so adorable. This match had both.

6-4 3-6 7-6 6-7 8-6

Whatte score. Matches like these keep tennis alive.
You can see the "master" play his shots.
Admire it, love it and worship it.
But you can't feel the excitement because there isn't any.
Sometimes perfection gets too monotonous and thats why the master's game, I say, is only meant to be in the library.

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Sunday, January 28, 2007

It flies...

Sometimes I get caught in this flow of nothingness that I happily forget what I did or should be doing.

Anyway. What’s been happening doesn't totally come under nothingness. You should applaud our dumbness. We, as in the whole class, we bunk a lab because we think we are too lazy to be working too hard and straining our eyes too much to avoid parallax. The next day we realize we need to shift to the next cycle of experiments very soon and so attend college on a Saturday to get some things done. Yeah, I couldn't take it myself. I never got up earlier on a holiday. College isn’t treating me great either. Seems like I HAVE to fight with at least one lecturer every sem. It was the HOD last sem and it’s the bloody signals guy now. If only I could do something about it… :-( Not like I love to fight. But some people get on my nerves and just when I wanna think the least about them, they make plans to mark me absent for the entire sem and do mean things with my lab score. So I have nightmares of failing in lab and that guy looking at me through the window laughing and saying he’d do this to me every year I step in to that place with hopes of clearing it. Bloody… Such wannabe lecturers. Power they call it. Why do they have to prove it on me?

Its all over now though. Don’t ask me how. I know I am a kid ..:-|

The past week was fun! What with Roddick dahling winning off everyone except that goddamn Federer. Ok seriously, Federer is BORING! Cross court winner? Bham cross court. Just where it should be. Nothing else to try out. Nothing to expect. Its like we all can predict how the point is going to be. That’s jesht my opinion. He might me God but I think he can be beaten. I was praying Gonzalez would do it and also photographed set point. It didn’t happen. Not even that set. Sad verrry sad.

Awesome match in any case.

Fresher’s party coming sooooon! Yipppppeeee! Guess there'll be something to write about then...


PS: Looks like blogger won't let me upload pics :-(... The Set point was the best thing that happened in my life this year.

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