Today I watched the most epic Wimbledon final, perhaps even overall match, that I have ever seen. It rivals the time Agassi came back from 2 sets down to win the French Open some time in the 90's. I remember that day: we watched a bit that morning, then left for church, then came back several hours later to find they were still at it. Nadal won on a day full of drama, darkness, rain, tears, winners, long rallies, and class. Nadal's backhand beat Federer's forehand. It was the longest championship match ever at 4 hours and 48 minutes, and the only Wimbledon final to ever go past 9 p.m. Epic, indeed.
I'm realizing that my blog is worth only the frequency of my entries. So I'm going to try to blog more. Even if every entry is about sports.
Say it ain't so, the sports part.