It’s Rafael Nadal’s big day tomorrow: his second chance to take the Wimbledon Men’s Singles title off Swiss hunk, Roger Federer. I wonder how it will go, though: will it be Nadal — or nada!
A bit of advice, Nads:
For gawd’s sake, don’t go and blow it in the last set like you did last year!
Rafa has become a big influence on me recently. Last night, for example, before getting into bed I spent two minutes faffing about with adjusting the position of my bedside glass of water: first a couple of millimetres one way, then a couple of mils the other. When Shana asked why I was doing all this, I told her:
“Rafael Nadal always takes a long time lining his water bottles up before he starts a match. It’s all part of his superstitious nature. I’m just following his example.”
“Well, if you take any longer about it, it’ll be time to get up again!” said Shana.
Thus chid, I finished my preparations and got into bed. My pillows, as usual, seemed less than perfectly lined up, but I didn’t bother to mention it. Best to wait, I thought, till I’m absolutely certain. After all, I only have one challenge remaining!
