Applaud from the box to rage Jo-Wilfred Tsonga, Ali Tsonga, that peel that broke it until not too long ago, happily retired for three years. What a uncle, Novak. Irreducible, a lot of class. I played against him, the Frenchman thinks, impressed with that form of ball and discuss the Serbian Djokovic, who rebels as he can to a force of nature that gives him: PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM. As those counterrelojists of cycling that have that devilish cadence in the pedaling. Almost extraterrestrial. So impossible to continue for a guy, a legend, who at 38 continues to try. It cannot be otherwise: the Chatrier is yielded.
The Balkan falls (6-4, 7-5 and 7-6 (3), after 3h 16m) and says goodbye to the great French, there is this trip loaded with emotionality and feelings: there was Nole exactly twenty years ago, when he first put the foot in the main box of Roland Garros. And here he continues, battling, trying and demanding a young man – are 15 years apart between one and the other – who competes with the utmost respect, that is, at all rag, but not getting close from anyone. Sinner, the one who almost destroys. Sinner, the one who rules. Sinner, the only one now that can stop Carlos Alcaraz’s domain on an area that the Murcia has made his own. Challenge for Italian, then. Controller to the maximum. It does not usually leave loose ends.
In the end, the tournament finally leads to where it was intuited, because, without half inks, the Italian and the Spanish Bracean. Little less than a Walk of the Murcian to get here since he left the tour in April, and just a handful of matches have suffered that of San Cándido to recover the spark and clear the rivals to Bigs. Rackets. Arm the arm and wrist as none, articulates meteorically. Today, there is no gunman that blurs faster. Dign of study, that mechanics in the lashes. So he does what he can and more Djokovic, heroic and resilient, fighting as if today was yesterday: the trip ends, but it will always be there.
Very praiseable this last parade in Paris, where he left with a broken meniscus a year ago and where he returned in July in search of gold. Of course, he got it. Unforgettable and unrepeatable, surely ,. This time, however, it finds a limit in the metallurgical tennis of the king of the circuit, which squeezes and squeezes when he needs it. Nole is stirred, but the circumstance is new. He capable of everything, knows that there is probably no possibility of return, his specialty. Your distinction. Palmas, in any case: face plant and save services. Remark from start to finish. The story will end, in any case, when the Italian is good to decide.
Enigmatic output
At any time, the rope will end up breaking. And so it happens. The Serbian, attended a couple of times by the physio of the insertion of the leg in the left hip, has scratched a break “He had only granted two on the way to this semifinal,” and continues and keep looking for solutions, unique escape teacher, as I already did. Until a blow of Bádminton is invented, but there that plagues and sentences the redhead to remove him from the middle and thus summon his great rival to the definitive care. Andre Agassi comments with the president of the French Federation (FFT), Gilles Moretton: that man has merit. A lot.
It has three set points. And, with that pinch of faith that he still has, he asks for war: come on, come on, take me in volandas, my friends. He claims the referee and also smiles, grabs with everything in the exchanges and opts in his favor. However, what has to happen happens. His family applaud from the stands and the fan rubs his hands on the stage of pure logic :. Two transatlantic between boats. Only Djokovic, the already more than veteran Djokovic, has managed to intimidate the two new giants. Paris knows, so applaud accordingly. The track makes the wave: the expected outcome on Sunday, a myth rebeling. He himself, until the end.
“I want to play more,” he will say before the journalists, wondering all those present – at half an hour before the public did – for the real meaning of that farewell so felt and so enigmatic, of that kiss to the track before leaving it. Is it a adieu? Will Boulogne return the following year? You never know. If for him, no. But … “Twelve months are many months …”, he replies. And synthesizes Sinner, surrendered to greatness: “Having won a legend as Novak is very important. We are fortunate to keep playing. Sharing track with him is incredible, you feel the tension to which he submits at all times. He is the best in history.”
