Today I Dreamed of Federer

Seriously. I just woke up and although writing this would almost surely make me late for work today, I just have to write this down before I forget.

In my dream, he was wearing this Nike T-shirt with the big swoosh on his chest. We were in some kind of party, although I didn’t see who else were there. I was holding a plate when he called my attention. He smiled sweetly and then warned me about eating a particular dish. “It’s not good,” he said. The funny thing is, funnier than me having a dream about Federer just when the U.S. Open, well, opened, is that in my dreamland, he looked like a dork! His hair was straight, with bangs, even. I can’t explain it, but it was unmistakably him. 

I was relieved to wake up to this:

And what’s Maria Sharapova doing there in the background? She’s not even playing this Open. The picture was taken at the 40th anniversary ceremony earlier wherein they honored the past 40 champions of the tournament. Prickly fans are lamenting the fact that she was also at the Nike party and another players’ event last weekend. She’s withdrawn with an injury and all the papers still show her pictures, shadowing almost everybody else in the women’s event. Well, I’m not surprised. Tennis is not beyond publicity and they need their golden girl to get that, whether her name appears on the draw or not.