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Watching Roger Federer losing Wimbledon was an agonising moment. The great champion was vanquished, he fought to the last ounce of this strength, before the dagger was pierced through his heart. It shattered the traquility of the wimbledon lawns, the most elegant tennis player ever to have lived was conquered. No more will the sound of poetry be heard; no more the mesmerizing moments of wizardry from the brushes of the artist will be visible; it will remain delved deep in my heart as a memory.
I would not rue at his loss or demise of the meaningless statistics as the numbers cannot speak the magic created by this man. Statistics are merely available to satiate the mediocore minds of this world, who cannot transcend into the realms of an unreal world to experience the ecstasy from the strings of Roger.
Aye' Aye' Captain Roger ! Will go all the way with you.
I would not rue at his loss or demise of the meaningless statistics as the numbers cannot speak the magic created by this man. Statistics are merely available to satiate the mediocore minds of this world, who cannot transcend into the realms of an unreal world to experience the ecstasy from the strings of Roger.
Aye' Aye' Captain Roger ! Will go all the way with you.
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