what makes a champion?
what makes greatness?
watching the australian open, you'd get the idea.
okay, what makes greatness sounds too close to the rolex advert, presenting federer, who happened to be stopped in semi final by rafa.
champion of the 2012 men single was Novak Djokovic, as we know it.
i think there's no adjective that can sufficiently represent the drama that played for almost 6 (yes, six) hours of the battle of those two: rafa and nole.
it's like watching super human. or perhaps semi-gods. or maybe titans?
no 'normal' person would stand playing with such ferocity, such power, such relentlessness, for 6 hours non-stop. 6 bleeping hours.
this was my 6 hours: i watched parts of first and second set, then i switched channel, then i (we) went to a wedding reception, and back again. the play was still on.
no 'normal' person could endure for so long with so much pain and exhaustion, combating frustation, trying to keep focus; no 'normal' person could maintain their physical and mental sanity for so long a beating. they are not normal.
watching them, i think we are reminded that, in rare moments, human race has their champions, indeed. that not all is about money (oh, yes, they are paid dearly, but the bucks were no longer the reason). that hope is afloat, in several of them titans, that just won't give up. not for anything.
pick up your titan today, and be inspired by them.
i know i've found mine.
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