Round-necked tee in the final!

Ha, Andy Murray is definitely in the mix now!

Not a bad Grand Slam finale, I must say, and not too bad a season ending for the top guys. I didn't really think Nadal had anything to prove at the US Open and anyway, he did make it to the semi-final. He has already had such a good year. Andy, who has also had a good year, didn't have anything to prove either, and here he is in the final!

I guess, of all the top guys, Federer has the most to prove now but at least he has made it to the final and has stopped sounding too emphatic about how nothing is going wrong.

Ferrer, who remains in the top 6, didn't appear too distraught when he got knocked out and gave all the credit to the Japanese kid who beat him. Guess he's happy in general with the way things turned out for him these 2 years. Certainly Davydenko and Djokovic are the biggest casualties and maybe somewhat distraught.

The happiest of men must be Gilles Muller, ranked hundred-and-whatever, but who whacked his way into the quarters. It was funny when he said he was used to watching the second week of the US Open on his sofa at home and when he told the story of how he had to change hotels because he hadn't booked enough days.

Moral of the story: Play point by point and match by match and NEVER declare you are going to win anything or beat anybody. (Saying you WANT to win is different ;-))

Go, Andy!

Picture from the US Open site

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