...Federer cried while holding his trophy...
...It's good to be Roger Federer...
...at long last...
...yes...
...tears of joy...I chose not to watch the final match of the French Open between Roger Federer and Robin Soderling. Though, at first, I watched for a few minutes at the start of the game but I kept on switching channels, so finally, I turned off the TV and went to bed. While I lay on the dark, I was imagining the game in my mind. I tossed and turned. I was debating with myself, whether I should have stayed up and watch the game. Eventually, I dozed off and next thing I knew, I woke up to the beep of my alarm. I scrambled out of bed to turn it off. Then it hits me, the game..Federer...I reached for the remote and turned on the TV, I switched to CNN and there it was. Federer won the French Open. I can't help but smile and muttered "YES!". Way to go, Roger...
...Federer cried while holding his trophy...
...It's good to be Roger Federer...
...at long last...
...yes...
...tears of joy...
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