Ana? Is that you? Oh, no. It's just the Penguin.
For the past few weeks I keep singing "Yeaaaaaahhhhhh, Fernando's on fire" to the tune of Kings of Leon's Sex on Fire. I keep hoping it'll get out of my head (the Fernando version, not the real version, which kicks so much ass) but Fer just isn't cooperating. He not only destroyed The Worm yesterday, he handed out two bagels and made him look like the old man that he is. Revenge is sweet. Fernando won 64 60 60.
He's only dropped 12 games through three matches. Unfortunately he'll face Muzz next. But this is such a great run for him. After the match, here's what he had to say:
"This year feels very different already. Having so
much confidence and being really fit means it is easier to fight harder and
to have good feelings in your private life, means you are going to be
happier and better to go out and play on the court. It has been tough for me
just recently because I have had some problems with the family, my father's
uncle has been sick and there have been other situations too and I need to
be able to focus on the tennis because that is what I have been fighting all
my life to be, a successful tennis player. For sure, though, this is my best
moment in tennis but it matters also to me to be a good person because it is
a lot easier to play well when you are happy rather than sad and depressed."
"So suck it, Ana. I'm not crying over you. I've got my game and my Penguin, and I'm good to go!"
