There are times when pictures speak louder than words…..
But let me tell you about it anyway. WHAT a weekend. Three days of tennis and a drinks party with Rafa and Federer as guests of honour (along with Soderling, Tsonga, Berdych and Baghdatis). I met them all. Rafa even put his arm around me. And just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, he took his top off. Not at the party. On a practice court where he was hurling serves at his coach. I was standing about three metres away from him. I’m not sure I have fully recovered.
Rupes got to play in a clinic with Federer whom he says was charm personified and I played in one with Berdych, who was great. Leo and I went to every single match and we cheered for Soderling (being proper Swedes). We were in a minority and every now and again one could hear “Heja Soderling” ring out from the little man across the stadium. I was very proud of him.
Oh, and for one of the Rafa matches Leo and I were in the royal box. Actually in the front row of the royal box. I thought at the time, “this is as good as it gets”. The only downside was that when he took his top off he was shielded from our view by the umpire’s chair. But who am I to grumble…..?
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2011