When the "Gandhi" of Tennis Lost His Control

Rohini IyerSenior Writer IApril 3, 2009

I am probably doing a cardinal sin by writing about Roger Federer, adding to the multitude of frenzied contents posted in B/R tennis. Not to mention the fact that this article is a sort of insult to injury to his brow beaten fans!

It doesn't me give me immense pleasure either watching him lose control over things after being in the pole position and literally handing over the match to Djokovic on a platter and then venting my anguish over his loss by composing an article!

But more than his defeat, it is the flashing of those emotions which spurted forth like Mt. Vesuvius which generates more of an interest than his loss.

How many times since Federer became the top player, has anyone got see this side of him or for that matter I should be asking, how many times since I have followed tennis have I seen him do this?

I mean when I started following Federer, my instaneous connection with his game  over the others was because he didn't do these gimmicks. He was ever the gentleman, an enigma of perfection who I wished to emulate as far as I could.

And after today's incident I feel doubly proud to be his fan for the plain simple truth that when he did what he did, he acted like a human: A human prone to anger and fury.  


The media channels however, never prone to an emotion known as "Peace of mind" are agog with clips of Federer banging his racquet and mangling it.

I hate it with the whole fibre of my heart and  feel like shouting "Whats the big deal of he bangs it? He has not gone and sadistically mass murdered just to ease the pressure."

Acting rash and turbulent like that, Federer did what we all feel like doing at some point of time though of course not all of us would be facing a Djokovic or a Murray. Some of our bitter and trying encounters are often with our own selves.

How many times while unable to solve a tricky question watching the clock speed by, I have felt like breaking the pen into pieces and tearing the paper into shreds. I may not do it then but after I come home from the college I do aim a well perfected kick to the first thing that comes my way.

Sometimes its just better to let go as accumulating and hoarding doesn't bode well at all times and knowing Federer for the player that he is, I am sure that broken racquet sort of represented a proof of his revival during the clay season where he will try to claim something that has been overly elusive to him.