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Monday, January 30, 2012

I nearly blew it...

My loved one and I were watching the Djokovic-Nadal tennis match last night.

It was a long night, and towards the end I dozed off, sure that Djokovic would win the match.

Just as well I woke up about half an hour before the end!

There was Djokovic... looking and playing like the walking dead. I said to myself (I frequently have long discussions with myself) "That boy needs some energy." So I telepathically started sending him mega-amps of the stuff.

And it worked. The boy started picking up almost immediately. Even the commentators were saying things like "Where is he getting the energy from!"

And that, dear readers, is how I won the Australian Open. Modesty demands I acknowledge that Djokovic played a small part, and I happily do so.

Well done, Djokovic !!!


Blogger Sue said...

Well played, sir!

January 30, 2012 7:26 PM  
Blogger phil said...

I knew it was you when you lay on your back after winning...

January 31, 2012 8:11 PM  
Blogger Gerry said...

Sue, I was exhausted !!! ;-)

Phil, I always lie on my back after winning. ;-)

January 31, 2012 9:21 PM  

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