There is a loose legend in Paris, which is seen walking by bicycle through the L’Aromphe arc and responds to the name of Novak Djokovic, the eternal, the incombustible, the impressive. Chord the stage: Monumental. Leaving the numbers and independently of philias and phobias, the Parisians are complete It is worth still playing. ” It has another ahead on Friday in the semifinals before number one, Jannik Sinner (6-1, 7-5 and 6-0 to Alexander Bublik).
Unrecognizable lately, it was going to approach Roland Garros and recover the good color, with title 100 in gin first, revitalizing, and a posterior climb in the Boulogne Bois that places him once again, by thirteenth in the French tournament and 51st in a majoramong the four strongest. Meritory no, the following. Whether this course or not the last one, competes more or less years or achieves more or less records, and few are resisting, Djokovic continues to marvel and rise. Courage, pride, resilience. And eye: there follows the level. If the physicist responds, he is capable of everything. It is suspected that it is in its twilight phase, but there are two large and two semifinals. Australia before.
Desangelado tin the day in Paris, grayish and lead. Contagious for everyone. The Chatrier stands begins the rather cold night shift and the environmental plain drags the initial set of the match, in which Zverev imposes his setback and Djokovic fails to amend the false step given in the first game. Lost that service, the Serbian rows to recover the land granted, but the dry hammers of the German prevail. Everything takes place for some paths that do not end up interested in Belgrade, traditionally more comfortable in hottest atmospheres. But there is no agitation and, in that phase of tanteo and linearity, rather romos both, the tennis of the tower wins credit. It is enough to validate the serve.
So far, more robust and more compact Zverev; On the other side, a guerrilla too conservative. An empire surrounded today of questions and that, despite everything, resists. Nole wants to continue and hence the effort, that romantic fight with young people and against the passage of time. They are 38 years old and the public knows. Right now, every step of Djokovic for each scenario could be the last. Chills, the great era ends. Hence those present also take the oars and apply with him, aboard his boat. All help is little, so that the Chatrier tries to revive him to chorus: “No-vak! No-vak! No-vak!” That spirit, that continues. Such faith.
37 climbs, 41 blows
He likes this to compete in Serbian, who makes the modorra virtue. Put to the duel is low biorhythms, better to take it directly to its land: chloroform. Take out the manual. Boot the ball infinitely, delay every second, stretch each inter -era and make the clock progress very slowly to freeze the Zverev game, who is gradually losing tone and is detent: effectively, Novak making his own. A thousand and sometimes seen the strategy and, even so, the rivals continue to fall into the web. He progressively acquires heat and, now, he fierce the second fierce from his friend. Set equal. Two to one for him. That’s: Djokovic.
They are half past eleven of the night and the champion of 24 large pumps of air after a great exchange of 41 blows; In reverse, from one left to another and to seal it a crossed right on which a dream travels. Why not here, in Paris? Has not done so many times? At that moment, he has already introduced Zverev into a lip closed to lime and song, without escape, moving from that first erosive way to a directly destructive. Sparce Veneno. Between the second and third passage, Hamburg’s practically does not smell the ball. Nole does not leave him, comfortably installed on that lectern of the background from which he designs and directs: this is played like this, what do the ages matter. You have wisdom or not. And he has plenty. If not, see those wrist turns.
Sew the German left, who suffers a world in the start and is stunned. In the end, it throws 35. Zverev, as many sprints vertical to try to intercept them and stop the bleeding, because this escapes it, tries to find a springboard that does not exist and succumbs to the lesson, completed with a majestic volley exhibition on the network. Djokovic, excellent padding and finishing off the ball, hit at 27 of the 37 approaches it tries. So there is he again, against wind and tide, determined to bring the opposite to logic and challenging and challenging himself one last time. Less than a month ago it seemed to be disconnected, but the greats arrive and their instinct is reactivated. Wolf-man in Paris. Six triumphs already and an appointment with Sinner. Simply extraordinary, look where you look.
