I woke up this morning and read on a tweet from Peter Bodo that you could purchase a $5.00 grounds pass at the US Open and watch the men’s finals on one of their giant screens. I rushed over because I just wanted to be with other tennis fans. I went in and watched the first set on the large screen in front of Arthur Ashe. We were mid-way through the 2nd set, with Federer looking like he was going to close it out comfortably, when I caught a woman’s eye as she was leaving Ashe. She walked over to me and handed me two tickets, saying she didn’t plan on returning. I was sitting next to a young guy who frankly had been annoying me with his cheers every time Fed won a point (Yea, I love Fed too but this kid was too much!). But I turned to him and offered him one of my tickets. He was so grateful, turns out he is a Nigerian student visiting his brother for the summer.
No longer a contender but a champion
We promptly went to our seats, which were nosebleeds, but I didn’t care. I dreamt Delpo won and I wanted to see it for myself. Though I had cause to worry several times during the match that Delpo might not pull it out, I was just happy that my boy kept his composure during the difficult points and took it to a fifth set. By then, I knew Roger had opened the door and Delpo was going to calmly walk right through it with his first Grand Slam win! Awesome!
This has been an amazing two weeks. I have been blessed numerous times through the generosity of strangers. There were times I doubted whether this journey made sense at all, but one thing is for sure: the world continues to support and nurture me on my adventure. I cannot wait to be on the road again, all the way to the ATP finals in London!
You are such lucky girl! Maybe your fortune also might reach to me. I could have nice clear livestream never stopped during the match.:)
“I knew Roger had opened the door and Delpo was going to calmly walk right through it with his first Grand Slam win!”
So do I! It’s really great expression. Happy for Delpo but in my heart, those deep space, a bit sorrow is.