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.
