Nice Thread. Maybe his twins kept him up last night. Good days, bad days. The serve alone could have won him the match had it been on. But I'm glad I don't have to feel sorry for him any more because I just laugh at myself sitting on my recliner with my low income life, playing on the beat up tennis courts in my neighborhood, then crying for a 100-Million dollar sports superstar when they lose. I guess, though, it's strange, it's like a way to get caught up in something outside one's self.