In some smoky Sydney blues bar, Lleyton Hewitt was getting ready for an open mic night where all kinds of novice musical acts take to the stage. Some were great and some were bad Karaoke at best.
Hewitt, equipped with only an acoustic 12-string took to the stage. At first the audience did not realize or recognize the tennis star.
"G'day mates. Want to sing a song 'bout my life and how it's been going lately."
Oll ma troubles seemed so faar awaiiii
Now it looks as though there here to staiii
Oy, I believe in yasterdaiii
Suddenlie, Federer's wrath rained down on mieee
Didn't know what the f*** had hit mieee
Oy, I beloive in yasterdaii
Whoy, e had to win, it's a sin but that's the waiii
I cry every noight, it ain't roight, let's call it a daiiii
Yasterday! Tennis was such an easy game to plaiii
Now, my 'ip is goin on its own waiii
Oh, I beloive in yasterdayy!!
Crowd erupts into large applause and a new star in music is born.