Sharon Feinstein

The rice burnt to a cinder. The sprinkler was forgotten about, soaking the lawn to a mulch. And the back door remained wide open. That is for nearly 4 hours. I didn’t even use the pull through after practising my sax. I was gripped by the Murray / Wawrinka  match and I was sure it would go Wawrinka’s way. Murray seemed to tire and Wawrinka found reserves and power every time you thought he was finished.
His coach, Dimitri Zavialoff, who has guided him since he was 8-years-old, which is for 16 years, looked so tense I thought he’d bite through his tongue. The audience were quite hilarious, little groups of guys doing war dances, women in swoons and agony alternately, and the city getting dark outside as the two lions played on. It was an absolutely terrific match. Wish Murray didn’t have an American accent though.
What happened to Dunblane, even a slight Scottish lilt ? He had dark rings under his eyes and his check bones look even more pronounced by the end of those five sets. A remarkable effort by both men. Real late night thriller. Couldn’t quite move for ages afterwards from the sheer energy expended, even though it wasn’t mine.

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