felt like it was just yesterday when i watched djokovic trump tsonga in the australian open final. but tonight, it was a nadal-federer thriller that kept me glued to tim's tv for 3 sets. a match that made me yell, cheer, gape, punch the air, hurl bolsters and pillows around. as the commentator quipped, we were watching possibly the world's greatest player ever and the world's greatest player of the moment. it was obvious that federer was the crowd favourite, and nadal was the one that awed everyone with magical touches. when federer sobbed on the rostrum i was so tempted to cry too! he's such a nice guy and gracious runner-up (im not call him a loser cos he sure isn't.) :) the first grand slam win of 2009 belonged to nadal, but the day is to be remembered for exquisite sportsmanship.