I can't stop sighing at my desk.
I'm pretty depressed about Federer's unexpected loss this morning in the quarterfinals.
I'm not kidding around.
I love everything he represents and everything he possesses.
Calm. Cool. Class.
He's gracious and eloquent,
and I think he is perhaps,
the greatest athlete of our time.
He makes everything look so easy, effortless.
So, despite what Sport's Illustrated thinks,
I don't think it's the Fall of the King.
I think it's just going to take a little longer for him to pick up the coveted title of Grand Slam Winner.
Chin up, Rog.
*image from Sports Illustrated.com