Puts the rubric with a aceof course. Because there is no doubt: they have been two weeks on loins. Thus, the fifteenth encounter with Jannik Sinner (6-2, 3-6, 6-1 and 6-4, in 2h 42m), thus finishes this us operate from maturity and thus celebrates the Murcian his second win in New York, the second of the course and the sixth in a large one, which as if that were not enough returns to the top precisely. He was 18 years old, today are 22 and after 65 weeks of unwavering reign of the transalpine, he recovers the number one he lost in September 2023. He adds seven titles this year and the adversary simplifies in Parliament: “I have done everything I have been able to. It has been better than me.”
Not too long ago, people wondered what would be of a more concentrated, more linear, less oscillating Alcaraz, and maybe this is the answer. They are two weeks of control and authority, of a balance close to the perfect between effectiveness and plasticity. If it is not a whole, it approaches. The champion is not far from the idealized, a coach’s dream. Of a designer. The evolution is accompanied by special. For sample, the serve. It has only given up once once, three throughout this journey. And now send a little more in the personal race with Sinner, six majors For one and four for the other. San Cándido accepts and synthesizes it: “Simply, he has been better than me.”
Before, Alcaraz dawned at his hotel stuck to Central Park, watched out the window and he didn’t like what he saw. Damn be: fresh, rain and gray sky. Those clouds will not leave. That is, you will have to adapt. Your agent will confirm in the middle of the morning, after warming, that the organization does not propose to retreat the ceiling of the plant and, therefore, and will subtract a pinch of vigor from its overwhelming ball; Yes, so it is because he, lover of heat, finds an ally in the high temperatures that provide an extra resource and flight to the ball. Today is very far from being Murcia, his palmar. On the day of the final, perhaps because of coinciding with the return of President Trump, autumn has visited New York.
That is the theory, little flattering. But another thing is what happens as soon as the curtain gets. Courage or nothing. Surely he does not agree to enter a front body with the Italian, so that he goes out to sack, without tantar, furious, seeking to harm each shot and embroidered him during the forty minutes he uses in solving the first set. During that interval, a spring, electric, unleashed Alcaraz; Everything comes in everything comes. Everything turns into gold. Hook Sinner and do not release it. And to number one, apparently untempled, it costs a world to replicate. He simply can’t. The onslaught has been wild. He wears a earthy tone, as if he had bathed in the sand of Roland Garros. And you know what happened there.
In Paris he fit a monumental impact, but a month later he went around the story in Wimbledon. That is, forbidden to doubt him. I have to lie down. There is nothing else. There is no other option. The redhead is usually carrying the reins of the matches and if at any moment he takes them and he manages on the bottom line, he is practically unstoppable. The discharge of the opening seems to have spent some invoice to Alcaraz, so to which Spanish contemplates a second to take air, he takes advantage of it to clear the storm and return the burst. There, now it is mounted on the ball, activates the windshield and mece to the Spanish, which is fed up with running from one place to another chasing that wake. Thus, little more can be done. Maybe that, run.
However, this is an episodic final and pulses between the two almost always tend to fluctuate. That is, nothing out of script. They know more than plenty and can hardly be surprised, so it is about maximizing virtues and appropriating as long as possible of the moment. . And the third is again in Alcaraz’s hand, again lucid and shiny. Superior again. In spite of the firm response of the rival, the Spanish, very adrenalinic, seems to be somewhat more comfortable and again exhibit all that verve and that elasticity, all that perfection and that artistic precision when it draws the scourge and the lamb say goodbye to the ball to a thousand per hour, whether it rings or lifting, attacking with a thousand teeth.
Trump does not see it, because he is no longer in the box. Maybe you are eating canapés or managing the bangs, ICT that also has Alcaraz when it does not give it to do nightties with the machinilla. Sinner, on the other hand, collects all that killing under the cap and concentrates to the limit: o Fit, or this ends. So clear, like that of crude for him. Two one below and extremely demanded, making the rubber with all the class it has, saves the first game of the room suffering from the beautiful and snorting: calm, Bossthat we are still here. Springsteen’s image is much friendlier than others for those present, who do not finish expressing preferences. Here, what you want is more game and that a fifth set, plus candela, that both burn everything is reached.
It is surely the most fascinating party in the saga, but extraordinary exchanges are seen. They practice a sport; The rest, another. It is another level, a completely different dimension. Of course, Sinner does not get this time escaping from the trouble, fire in fire when he has to serve him. It had already happened in several phases of the tournament: doubts and more doubts with the serve, locked with the former. In the opposite direction, Alcaraz throws the high ball, assembles the arm (without tensions, also relaxed the wrist) and savor the maneuver. Who would have said it: he, a jacket. And that lacked one more span, it was said. It is no longer said. Giving with a good mechanics translates into a blessing, and he has adopted it in friendship, not fighting.
Neither the percentages nor the sensations deceive, and if one is perceived a gesture of conviction, that everything passes as he more or less wants, maintaining the income obtained with that last break Celestial, the other is guessed a grimace of circumstances. Strange, but faith is missing. , while Alcaraz borders the banana, looks at his bench and transmits: tranquility, that this does not escape. 5-4 and luck on your roof. So the Murcian follows his own, detaching that maturity that he has transmitted throughout all these New York days and that crowns him for the second time here, where it all started for him.
From New York to New York, here the number one rises again.
