Örömmel jelenthetem, hogy végre nálunk is igazán, dunyhásan esik a hó, és nemcsak két centis izé van az utakon, hanem rendes HÓ! 😀
Nem is emlékszem, hogy beszámoltam-e arról, hogy az AP “az évtized sportolója” választását természetesen Tiger Woods nyerte, a második Lance Armstrong lett, míg a harmadik Fed. Ez, szerintem, igen szép eredmény volt Fedtől, mondjuk ez még nem akadályozta meg az újságíró társadalom jobbérzésű (értsd nem amerikai) felét, hogy ne háborodjon fel ezen a döntésen, amit némiképp megértek, mert ugyan igaz, hogy TW-nek szépen kidolgozott felsőteste van, de azt nem a golfpályán szerezte, hanem csakúgy hobbiból 😉
Persze, voltak olyan amerikaiak is, akik kiadtak TW fölényes sikerén, így pl. A-Rod 😉 Aki a twitterén szépen belinkelte a tennis.com ezen szavazásról írt cikkét:
Awww, Rod. Ahogy az angol mondaná: If you can’t beat them, join them 😉
A Financial Times is úgy gondolta, hogy itt az ideje, hogy Fedről is szó essék a lapban:
One of the things I like about the psychologist Abraham Maslow’s theory of peak experiences is its implication that the human being is best defined not by what it can be reduced to but by what it aspires to. I must explain that I am talking about non-materialistic aspiration, which might already sound odd. But not so odd when you reflect on what really defines music, or sporting prowess, or love for that matter.
All music could be seen as a gesture in the direction of Bach and Mozart; every forehand at a tennis club is a faltering step on the road that leads to the sublime strokes of Roger Federer; every child’s playground pass is a distant imitation of Lionel Messi. We play or listen to music, we play or watch sport, because we have been inspired by something breathtaking and apparently impossible, something that made us feel different, better, more human. A statistician concerned with normality would probably disregard peak experiences because they are so atypical but Maslow’s point is that the atypical is precisely what makes us human.
So to my peak experiences of 2009……
….The sporting highlight had to come from Roger Federer. His emotional victory in the French Open over the impressive Robin Soderling was not the best tennis match of the year but, by winning the only grand slam that had previously eluded him, it was the moment that sealed a compact with greatness. Federer is the most stylishly attacking player I have seen, the one with the most trust in the power and beauty of his own game, who relies least on the mistakes of others. His Wimbledon victory over the unfortunate Andy Roddick came down to a serving contest but it was also a shining example of nerve under pressure – something for all of us to aspire to.
És azt említettem már, hogy Laver a kedvencem a teniszlegendák közül? 😉
I think the 2009 Wimbledon Final between Roddick and Federer was unbelievable tennis. I know the ’08 event with Nadal and Federer was unbelievable tennis. They’re two of the matches that I saw that really you just marvel at the fitness of the player and the confidence factor, being able to take the thing to five sets. It was a thrill to be able to see matches like this, and to be in the audience with Pete Sampras, who was great to come over, knowing Federer was probably going to break his record. Then, of course, seeing Borg, Santana from my era.
I’d pay money to go and watch Federer and Nadal. They would be the players I would enjoy. Someone like Federer, he just doesn’t have all the shots, he’s got the ingredients – his anticipation, the footwork, the whole concept of playing the right shots at the right time. If he makes a bad shot, he just puts it behind him, it doesn’t faze him for one minute. That’s the thing that I like to see. You get on with the sport, enjoy it, compete hard, shake hands and finish.