You can’t hurry a Murray…
I am watching Andy Murray play Rafa Nadal…
As always it is a stress ridden, edge of the seat, frustrating, nervy and downright ohgodIcannotbeartowatch experience.
The Tsonga match was bad enough; I did so want him to win, but in the end, Jokovitch had the better game and will be playing in the final on Sunday.
But who will he be playing?
Nadal is playing extremely well, Murray has had a distinctly dodgy second set, after a fabulous first set and Rafa won something like 7 games on the trot. He has broken Andy’s serve in the third set as well.
Andy now needs to ‘dig deep’, as the commentators, safe in their comfy studios and commentary boxes are fond of saying. It is all very well for them, they are nice and safe…not like us shredding our fingernails here at home!
However Murray plays it, he will need to draw on his reserves of focus and determination and somehow keep playing to the highest standard he possibly can- despite being down that break, knowing that the hopes of the nation are on his shoulders… I think we put so much pressure on our hopefuls, that they are almost bound to crumble under the pressure.
Still, there’s a long way to go in this match yet…I really hope Andy Murray can win it…but if he does not win it this year, there is always another chance next year…and the year after that!
Whatever happens, I am proud of his achievements, and so should he be.
My best friend is hoping that Rafa wins…We may fall out…!
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