First things first. Seventeen majors and the number one spot (that also means that Rafa and Nole may see each other in the semis for some time) at 31 are achievements that just pop my eyes. If this doesn't settle the debate about who the GOAT is, nothing else would. I was wrong a second time predicting the final line up ( the first one being the Euro clash) but never knew there is so much fun being wrong. Roger may as well buy that roof on the SW19 off. As soon as the heavens opened up as if calling the master to do his thing, majesty was in full flow. The baseline flicks, the drop volleys and the serves that matched the clattering thunder up above. All this and no sweat, even the partisan center court crowd didn't grudge him what was due. Andy put up the fight one has come to expect of him but it would have needed two of him to down the Swiss last night. He has lost his first four grand slam finals and the only thing that might comfort him is the show his coach put up after losing his first four. The icing on the cake has to be the presence of Roger's twins who may just look back a few years down the line the history they witnessed. Or may be create some of their own. Federer is the crowd's darling in general, not today. Britain has waited more than a life time for a winner and they probably have to wait another year for the emotions to break dam. Does Fed have any more in him? Also, does Andy have what it takes to get back and keep hunting? The answer to both those questions is an emphatic YES.
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