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A Tribute to #18


Less than 24 hours to go before the Wimbledon final and out of the blue, I felt the urge to write. It’s been a while since I had that feeling so it took me a few minutes to recognize it. What is even stranger is that I didn’t actually want to write about Wimbledon at all. I wanted to pay tribute to the 2017 Australian Open instead.  

When Roger Federer won his 18th Major at the Australian Open this year, the event was epic. That win hit me like a freight train right in my gut, it was that big. A part of me is still overwhelmed. I think I have finally processed it but I still don’t quite believe it. Was it all a dream? When I wake up tomorrow will this reality still exist? Did Roger really win the 2017 Australian Open? REALLY?! It was so overwhelming for me that I have 4 different drafts of unfinished blog posts. I tried multiple times to write about how much it impacted me only to stop midway to see that all I wrote were half sentences filled with superlatives: ‘He was amazing!’ ‘That shot was magnificent!’ ‘The tournament was magical!’ I realized then, that I am not a gifted enough writer to adequately express the range of emotions I went through because of #18. And so, frustrated and tongue-tied, I gave up.

But now suddenly, we are on the edge of maybe going up to #19 and I feel that #18 didn’t get the credit it should have received. One of 2 things will happen tomorrow: either Roger will win #19 and that is all we talk about, or Roger will miss his chance and we talk about that miss instead. But #18 was so huge! It was the key to all that we have enjoyed this year! So I wanted to take a minute to remind myself about the journey we all took before Roger finally got to lift that shiny Norman Brookes trophy above his head.

Do you know how many days had gone by from the time Roger Federer won Wimbledon in 2012 till the day before the 2017 Australian Open final? 1,665. Let me spell that out for you, in case you didn’t catch it the first time: One Thousand, Six Hundred and Sixty Five Days. Or you could read it as 39,960 hours or 2,397,600 minutes or 143,856,000 seconds. You can also say it was about 4.5 years but somehow that number sounds ordinary and flippant. Saying ‘4.5 years’ doesn’t bring the gravitas that is necessary to establish just how long this wait was before we could go from #17 to #18.

When Day #1,666 dawned, I wondered, ‘would today be any different than those thousand, six hundred and sixty five before it?’ Let’s not be too hasty here; in one sense, by the time the sun rose on a clear day in Melbourne, it was already different than most of those days. At least there was a chance, a window, an opportunity for a spectacular ending.

But it wasn’t as if similar opportunities had not come by since that wonderful day in Wimbledon on July 8th, 2012 when we won #17. The first of those chances came on Day #735 in the year 2014, at that same location. Except this time the opponent was different. The battle went all the way to the 5th set and then in the blink of an eye, it slipped away and the trophy remained firmly yet tantalizingly out of reach.

The second opportunity came one year later in 2015. This time it was Day #1,099, another cloudy Sunday at Wimbledon, again. This time, the opponent was the same but the fight was not. After an intense duel through the first 2 sets, Roger slowly faded away and the match was over in 4 sets. A silver tray once more, but still no trophy.

The third chance came much more quickly at an unexpected place. For the first time in 6 years, Roger reached the final at the US Open. It was Day #1,162 and it was marred with rain delays but eventually the match started at the biggest battleground in tennis. It felt that the crowd of 23,771 roared for Roger in unison, so vocal they were in their support for our champ. But still, it was not to be. Another 4 setter and that was a wrap; another silver tray. 3 chances had come and gone since July 8th, 2012. Would the 4th be any different? Would Day #1,666 yield a different result than Day #735, Day #1,099 or Day #1,162?

That was the question on everybody’s lips the day of the 2017 Australian Open Final. Because it is easier to distill the past 4.5 years into specific moments in history that resemble this current one when trying to predict how it will go. Yet to do this, does a disservice to the trek it took to reach this point. It is filled with days of waiting, days of preparation, days of hurt and sadness, days of depression, fear and uncertainty, days of joy and excitement, days of relaxation and days that are nondescript that count precisely because they are unremarkable. A lot had changed since that Wimbledon win in 2012 and not all of it happened on-court.

Since winning his 17th major, Roger Federer has gone through many changes. His personal life had two happy additions with the birth of his adorable twin boys in 2014. His tennis life however went through a much more tumultuous time. He suffered a major back injury in 2013 that hampered most of the year and brought about some of his worst results in tennis in a decade. While he bounced back in 2014 and 2015, he got hit by an even bigger injury at the beginning of 2016 that led to his first sports related surgery at the ripe age of 34. In that same time-frame he changed physios and coaches. He changed his racquet and moved to a much larger head size. He changed his game-plan and tactics, embracing coming to the net more. Through it all, he kept changing, nay, he kept evolving. Constantly working to stay ahead of the curve as competitors came up the ranks one after another to face off against him.

My life had changed since that 2012 Wimbledon win too. One of them was directly related to tennis. I am the only tennis fan in my circle of family and friends. And as I watched him win Wimbledon in 2012 and then later win the silver medal at the London 2012 Olympics, I realized I wanted to be a part of a community who would understand why Roger’s matches and Roger himself, affect me the way he does. Later that year, after he reached 300 weeks as world #1 I decided enough already! And so in October 2012, my twitter account AND this blog were born. Since then I have found a great space to share everything RF. But while it has been great going through so many highs and lows together, I kept thinking I had been too late; I had missed experiencing Roger winning a major with this wonderful world of FedFans. Would Day #1,666 be the day to break that final wall?

As we now know, Day #1,666 did indeed break that wall. When the match had started, I was at work. Half-way through, my work day was done but had I left I would have missed watching the ending of the match during my commute so I stayed after hours, alone on my office floor, peering into my monitor and forgetting to breathe every few seconds. When Rafa’s challenge failed on the 2nd Championship point, I burst into tears, and not even silent tears; loud sobbing ones that made my face all splotchy. I then leaped up and squealed with happiness and did a jumping jig dance around my table. I wanted to hug every one of my fellow FedFans on twitter and around the world. Finally, I got to join in with the Federer community on a Major win!

Here I want to mention two friends in particular who helped me tremendously: @NusiP and @t_achaar. If it wasn’t for you both, I wouldn’t have survived the tennis world the past few years. Thank you for giving me a safe space for all my crazy! Even though I have never met either of you, that don’t seem to matter at all, I love you both so much. Here’s to more of Roger breaking our hearts and then filling them up with more pride and joy than before!

I also want to talk about my friend @EfieZac. As some of you might know, Efie was a big FedFan who passed away from cancer last year. I was privileged to be friends with her since 2013 and we would have long discussions on how wonderful it was that Roger never gave up hope and we told ourselves that another Major win was just around the corner. When she was diagnosed with cancer a second time, she became sick really quickly. But for the entire year of 2016, when she was fighting and Roger was also out of the tour, we would keep saying how both she and Roger would make their comebacks in 2017. Looking forward to seeing Roger play and win gave her immense hope and happiness.

Sadly she didn’t make it to 2017 but all throughout the 2017 Australian Open tournament, I had a strange feeling that somehow she was watching over Roger from above. When Roger got broken in the final in set 5, I remember tweeting that it was all up to Roger now; he needs to believe he can turn this around. I am not religious but in that moment I wanted to speak to her so much I thought, ‘why not?’ I was already crying in desperation, fear and stress anyway. So I looked up and said ‘Efie, help him please!’ Some of you might find that image funny or strange but it was my coping mechanism. I did what I had to do to get through that match and so I spoke to her out loud continuously, from the time Roger was down that break till the very end. Because of her, I didn’t feel alone in my dark and empty office floor.

Plenty happened in those 1,666 days. Not everyone who was there for #17 made it to #18 but that’s why I strongly feel that the voyage itself was as important as the destination. I made some wonderful friends in between #17 and #18 and together all of us learned to embrace a new Roger. In those 4.5 years, Roger was not the bulletproof champion of old, winning every title in sight. This was a Roger who faltered, fell, lost and crumbled. This was a Roger who was written off, shooed away and brushed aside. He was teased, laughed at and poked about his age even more than his results. Yet he refused to buckle.

Now the Roger I love is wiser, experienced and fully aware of his frailties which in turn make him fully savor all the moments of success with a renewed sense of awe and glee. He is happy yet balanced and amazingly, even surer of himself and his abilities than ever before. Nothing gets a champion more focused than a bunch of idiotic naysayers denying his greatness. Those same naysayers have been swooning at his results this year but Roger and his fans know how fickle they can be. 4.5 years of stinging press conferences and runner-up trays have made us more hardened now. When Roger loses and they come for us again, I hope we will be ready and able to ignore them entirely.

This Roger, circa 2012-2017, has shown me the power of never giving up, of chasing your dreams no matter what people say. He proved that if you work hard enough and if you have faith, you can get there. Though the road may be unpleasant and dark and twisted, if you truly believe, magic can happen and make an 18th Major come true.

I don’t know what will happen tomorrow or if we will ever get to #19 but regardless, I want to thank you Roger Federer, for winning your 18th Major at the Australian Open this year. I am so proud to be your fan and I continue to be amazed by what you have achieved. The journey was long for sure but it was beautiful and well worth the 1,666-day wait.

Good Luck for the final Roger!

***Photos are either from the Australian Open Tennis Australia photos, GQ or they are Getty Images from***


13 thoughts on “A Tribute to #18

  1. This is so beautiful. Made me tear up. :’)

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  2. This is spot on for me that it made me tear up.
    Thank you Ish for this beautiful piece. Roger has touched us in so many ways and for that, I am forever grateful to him.
    Thank you too, Ish for being with me (with us) on Twitter. Your being there has helped me as I hypervenrilate and go crazy while watching RF’s matches.
    Here’s to more RF matches and winnings! Cheers!

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  3. This is spot on for me that it made me tear up.
    Thank you Ish for this beautiful piece. Roger has touched us in so many ways and for that, I am forever grateful to him.
    Thank you too, Ish for being with me (with us) on Twitter. Your being there has helped me as I hypervenrilate and go crazy while watching RF’s matches.
    Here’s to more RF matches and winnings! Cheers!

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    • Thank you so much for reading the post and for writing a comment here too! We are really truly lucky that our champ is so wonderful in every way, on and off the court. His matches drive us crazy and thank goodness for twitter otherwise we wouldn’t have a safe space to hyperventilate, just like you said! Here’s to more RF matches, hope he wins tomorrow! 😀


      • Thank you Ish! I am very nervous about the final today. I couldn’t focus on work, I didn’t sleep and was off social media. But I thought I should see my Fed fam so I opened Twitter and wow I see you wrote. Just what I needed 😘
        The journey till #18 was so special, I really can’t describe it in words at the moment. Still so nervous about today. Damn I will reply again later.
        Go Roger!!!!! Be19eve

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      • Thank you for reading the post and commenting Rucha! I wrote this piece partially because I was/am so nervous about the final today. Cilic is just the type of player to take it all away from us. But then I reminded myself, at least we got to 18 already. AO took that pressure off from us and Roger and I felt so thankful for that! And then I felt guilty because I hadn’t written anything about it till now. So I suddenly got inspired and I wrote till this was done. Hopefully today will end with us being on top of the moon. But if not, thank goodness for AO!


  4. How I have missed your beautiful pieces about Roger. You always capture the special feelings that come with being a Roger fan. I’m traveling so I didn’t get to read this right away. It was worth the wait. There is something to be said for fully absorbing the totality of an event like AO 2017. Watching and sharing Roger’s joy at what he was able to do is a gift and the way you wrote about is a special gift too! Thanks so much!

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    • Thanks for reading and commenting here Deborah! It’s been a while since I wrote and like I mentioned above, I tried quite a few times to write a post about how much AO meant to me. It was just so much to take in that i couldn’t coherently form a sentence. But then it struck me that if he wins Wimbledon today, we will all move on from AO which is of course the natural reaction. But I felt it was no or never to write *something* about it, so I put the pieces of my drafts together and then added on the rest. I am glad I commemorated it in some way. #18 was wonderful and took all of us, including Roger by surprise! It was the culmination of a wonderful journey and no matter what happens from here on out, we will always have that tournament, that peRFect match and that trophy 💗


  5. @rogerfedererfan: Please don’t doubt your ability to convey your emotions and express them in writing. Your writing is clear, compelling and articulate. At the same time, I wish I could have been there at your desk to jump up and down and hug each other too. Recently I have been too nervous to watch Federer with other’s just so nerve wracking so I watch alone too :))

    Wonderful post and thank you so much for sharing and helping bring all the rogerfederer fans together. P.S. Twitter helps keep me sane during matches too!

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    • Thanks a lot for reading the post and commenting Donna! I wish we were altogether at that moment to hug and yell and shout! I did all that alone but then I went on twitter right away and virtually celebrated with everyone. I didn’t have that in any of the Majors he had won before. To be able to share that euphoria, for days and weeks after the AO was wonderful even though it was via twitter. I am so dependent on twitter during my matches now, I don’t know if I even remember to watch any of Roger’s matches without it. Even if I don’t tweet, I watch my timeline at the very least, to stay connected.
      See you there in a few hours! Hopefully Roger will give us something big to cheer for!


  6. Oh my God….This made me tear up…I want to briefly share my story…

    My parents introduced me to tennis when i was 4, it was way back in 1996. They told me that Pete Sampras was the best player in the world. And the 4 year old me believed them with all her heart. I recall watching Pete win with amazement and his losses used to make me cry because I was so sure that he was invincible. And then came 2001. I was 9, a bit more matured. I had heard my parents say that Pete was on the decline, that would probably retire soon. I was heartbroken. I didn’t know what I would do without my idol in the game.

    I watched that 2001 Wimbledon match with so much excitement, desperately wanting Pete to win another BigW. And there was this guy with a pony tail, who played exactly like Pete, served like Pete, moved like Pete. I was appalled. Pete was losing a grilling battle. And i hated the guy for it. I recall crying at the end of the match. And then I kept thinking how a 19 year old could defeat the greatest player (then). That’s when i realized that tennis would go on after Pete and may be i would have a new favourite in this lanky young guy who emulated Pete’s style so well.

    And thus started my tryst with Roger Federer….an endless saga of admiration and respect and love for this great athlete. I remember wondering why he wasn’t winning a slam, until of course 2003. I was 11 and i saw him sink into his knees…and then lift that shining golden Wimbledon trophy. And since then there has been no looking back. I haven’t missed a single major final of his…I cry when he cries, i smile when he smiles…I win when he wins….

    Through good times and bad, I have kept faith in Roger Federer coz over the years i realised, he isn’t just the best tennis player, but he’s a better human being! He was my ultimate hero…my numero uno…! So many times in my life I have thought about him to derive courage and do well.

    The 18th slam was like a dream…i recall watching it live streaming while i was travelling by public transport. And when hawkeye called it in, I couldn’t stop the tears. I hid my face and wiped my eyes…In Public 😛

    Twitter, facebook and instagram have made me meet so many fellow Fed Family members such as yourself and to get to know all your stories, i feel connected to u all. Here’s to our mutual love for Roger…Here’s to yet another Wimbledon final (2 hours to go!!!!)…Here’s to (hopefully) a 19th slam!

    Win or lose, Roger Federer is our No. 1….He was, still is and will always be the best ever in our eyes!!!

    PS. Thank u for writing this….sorry I wrote my story in the comment. I couldn’t stop myself. Yours made me emotional! You’ve summed it all up so peRFectly 😀

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    • Thank you so much Ann, for reading my post and for your own wonderful FedFan story! It was so nice to read it! I am honored that you shared it here. Apologies for responding late because as the world now knows, he won his 19th slam after all! I’ve been on cloud 19 since then! Like you said, he’s more than just a tennis player, he’s a great human being and after so many years of hard work and longing, he really does deserve all the good things happening to him this year. I hope we get to see many more such happy moments in the future. Thanks again for reading my post! 😀


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