Marathon men. That's what they are. More than four-and-a-half hours. Two titanic chokes. An ankle injury. Five match points. Unruly fans. Weary ball kids. Blind linespeople. Delirious commentators. Dozing-in-and-out-in-front-of-the-TV-all-night fans. An Australian Open five-set winning streak broken. Great sportsmanship. The latest-ending Slam match in the Open Era. 4:35AM. The hometown hopeful prevailed. The vanquished wept.
Exhale.
How do they do it? 
How will he go on?
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Day 6: Epilogue
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Let's hope his heart and fight can overcome his body weariness. He's got to be worn right out. C'mon, trainers, do your thang. Get Rusty back into vertical for the next match.
Unbelievable day at Oz!
That was absolutely the craziest match I've ever witnessed. With all the ups and downs, change of control, Baghdatis' seeming ability to play better when he thought he was done than when he was in it, the insane Cypriot fans, and the near 5 a.m. ending, just a great show all around.
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