That semi-final encounter at the Paris Indoors featuring Roger Federer and Tomas Berdych may well have been the beginning to the movie we have all been waiting for.
The epic movie with the huge budget and honourable protagonist. The movie they never thought they would have the resources to accomplish. Spartacus 2. Lord of the Rings 4. Gladiator 2.
Call it what you want for we may well have witnessed the opening scene in the Federer sequel, “The revenge of Roger Federer.” Yes, we all know the about first movie; beautiful locations, fantastic battles, resulting in conquered lands, but for roughly the last two years we have been starved.
In that time two new stars have dominated, notable Nadal and Djokovic. Many wanted the old star to return but some were content with seeing others receive the acclaim.
Now the old Samurai is back after beating a man who had won their last three out of four matches. Federer covered the court like a whippet, attacked balls Berdych assumed were winners leaving the tall Czech aghast. The master swordsman had found his mojo.
Meanwhile Jo Wilfred-Tsonga had been starring in a movie of his own…
When waiting in line at the movies, looking up to the playlist its often hard to make the right choice. The epic sequel can be so often disappointing, as hype and expectations collide.
A times like these caution and sense are thrown to the wind. As we choose the easy entertainment with an expected story line usually featuring Jason Statham or Bruce Willis.
This movie will have action, and lots of it. Near death fights, rapid heavy fire, stunt man manoeuvres. To cap it all are the expected celebratory dance, and we might speculate the enthral of a lusty maiden. Of course Jo-Wilfred Tsonga didn’t disappoint in his semi-final with John Isner.
Sunday came and the two stars battled out their respective plot lines. We were aware that the last time they met Federer was victorious in New York. Still our memories filled our mind with flashbacks of that two set down comeback by Tsonga at Wimbledon.
The final came and went. Tsonga had run out weapons and was seemingly in the wrong movie.
Before you knew it Federer had once again supplanted himself the star of any show, playing the aggressive graceful tennis that only he can. In doing so he lifted the BNP Paribas Masters, a tournament he had never won before. He fought away old demons and displayed the dominance we hadn’t seen since the first movie. Now we sit enthralled captivated by another epic.