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Sep 10, 2012

US Open 2012 - Murray vs Djokovic

Djokovic fought bravely. But Murray created history. They rallied like their life depended on it and played such phenomenal tennis that it took my breath away. As records broke tonight, here in NYC, I watched and rooted for Novak Djokovic. Murray stole the crown, but Djokovic still has my heart. Was that a display of tennis? The stroke play by both the players was awesome and the rallies just blew me away. The clock kept ticking, my patience was waning, yet these guys stood there, in the middle of the court and displayed some gritty combats in the middle, challenging and pushing each other to the hilt. Just when it became one-sided, the other pushed and pushed to create an opening and pounced on the slightest chance. Its so heartening to see such quality of sport, where none would give an inch. That is why I love watching sports.

In its chaos, there is discipline that is unnerving. In its victory is a journey that is fascinating. In its heart, one can become a bard of fierce and inspiring tales, that which unite people. The sportsmen are the stalwarts, fighting for the passion they hold within, while the spectators are drawn into that pool of passion. They feel the raw energy of their heroes running through their veins, each heave and breath, a collective effort and the sigh, an exhaust of desperation. While the players battle out their own demons, the spectators watch the triumphs and defeats with as much an emotion as their sporting heroes. The victories their own and defeats their own. Such was the game today, that watching it made me realize the struggle one goes through to reach that little victory, that little inch of clarity and that little inch of peace.

Murray, at last gave Britain a grand slam champion after a few decades. Djokovic lost his battle with his inner self and played some frustrating shots and made his match all the more difficult than it needed to be. Yet, when they were playing their ground strokes, it was easy to forget who I was rooting for. Murray served with inhuman speed and in the last set, he made short work of Djokovic's strain. He persevered till the end and battled for creating history and created it in style. Take a bow Andy Murray!!

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