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Wimbledon and old memories...

Roger Federer won the Wimbledon final against Andy Roddick, this being his 15th Grand-slam title and a record in the history of tennis. It was after years that I sat through a tennis match and realized how much I used to enjoy watching it once upon a time...around 20 years back.

I was introduced to tennis by a friend of mine who was a die hard fan of Steffi Graf. Actually I have never come across a single tennis fan who doesn't like Steffi Graf. I am not an expert to comment on her gaming techniques, but I used to love watching her play and win. I remember her losing only to Martina Navratilova.

Amongst all the other tennis grand-slams Wimbledon holds a special place. I remember following Wimbledon matches every year during the first week of July, which used to be the time of beginning of new session in school. There was one women's singles final between Steffi Graf and Jana Novotna which i still remember and I can recall how much the latter cried during the prize distribution ceremony. I remembered that today when I saw Andy Roddick losing to Roger Federer. Felt sorry for him :(. It was one of his best performance till date.

I remember Stefen Edberg and Michael Stich winning Wimbledon men's singles finals in 1990 and 1991. I remember their photographs holding or kissing the trophy in the next day's newspaper and on the cover of 'Sports Illustrated'.

I remembered how watching these guys win meant a lot to me back then. I have nearly stopped following any sport for more than 10 years now. The last cricket match I saw was the one with Kumble's 1o wicket haul. But more than cricket, I love watching tennis. I am trying to rediscover my love for the game.

And, last but not the least, Roger is cute :)


kate said…
You reminded me on Novotna and Edberg! :-)
Shazia said…
I had myself forgotten about them till I saw yesterday's match. It is amazing how old songs, movies and such sports events take us back in time...
A nostalgic feeling gripped me last night and I kept thinking of school days, my old friends and those days.
Koffee beanzz said…
oh! Michael Stitch! I was really crazy about that chap! Had almost 4gotten!
Mayuri said…
I loved Steffi Graf and hated Monica Seles :P
Shazia said…
@ Koffee beanzz
Arey I used to like Michael Stitch a lot. See our taste in men were similar even before we met :)

@ Myoori
I also hated Monica Seles. But trust me I wasn't the one who stabbed her (remember that incident?)

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