I was a grateful to have been, in a very very small way, a part of an epic-making moment. When Federer was confirmed the greatest tennis player of all time; a pronouncement made by a previous great, Sampras.
I was going to caption each photo and I have. However I have to say the power of the day stays with me still; an aftershock of the mind and spirit being captivated by a battle of the Titans. It was not mortals who played that day but demi-gods on verge of "deityhood".
I could see that Federer is Jupiter-born; Roddick the temporary victor but one who could not overwhelm a force of nature. Federer in every sense of the word; riposted, resisted and averred any attempt him to deprive him of his rightful place in history.
16-6-1; the record sealed that day, that moment. A spiritual force indeed when reality is stranger than ficiton; had this been a Hollywood film, it would have been lambasted for not being true to reality. But reality has its own way of keeping us humans interested, making us realise that we are pawns, spectators to powers unknown and unforseen to us.
This may simply be a game of tennis but I see it as a battle of wills; as some sort of celestial clash between talents, willpowers and ambitions somewhat beyond human reckoning. When Federer plays; his unflappable composure, his constant assessment and his almost omniscient understanding of the game is fearful to watch, how can any one man possess such attributes; have the ability to summon them almost at will.
Andy Roddick, or A-Rod as I like to call him, rose to the challenge fought Federer and gave it as best as he could. It was only toward the end when he was faltering that the game swayed away and just as the forbidden fruit is always closest before it is just snatched away so way A-Rods victory "stolen" from him by a renewed, energised and assimilative Federer.
Through sport we know our nature; we channel our natural rivalry in controlled expression and finally find meaning in arbitrary construct of talent and focus. Yesterday was a game of triumph; a game of wills and at times seemed a never-ending battle.