Roger Federer | Opinion piece on the Roger Federer after he announced his retirement from professional tennis dgtl

The rival is sitting on a chair next to the court and is moaning in pain. Big blisters on feet due to extreme heat. As he passed by, he looked at the cripple once. After that, he went to his court and waited with his hands on his waist. In fact, he started sending signals. A bit impatient. A little impatient. A sharp pointed gaze in both eyes (a sight so aptly described by English tennis-writers—mincing). The sight that was tearing apart the tormented opponent. In which there is no trace of sympathy. On the contrary, the unannounced Nirghosh – there is a lot of crying in the nose! Come this time, let’s finish the match!

The professional, who had caught a wounded, almost exhausted opponent, had already smelled a certain victory.

Martin Cilic lost the Australian Open match in a few moments. He raised both hands towards the sky with a graphite racket. After that, he came in front of the net and hugged the devastated opponent. At that moment, his angelic and tennis brand angelic smile returned to his face. Then he’s not a doberman who bites down on the rump of a devastated opponent, a suave professional and a spirit eager to win. Then he is an artist again.

When he started winning Grand Slams on this planet, the iPhone had not yet arrived on this earth. Buddhadev Bhattacharya was still the Chief Minister of West Bengal. Atal Bihari Vajpayee was still the Prime Minister of India. Sourav Gangopadhyay was still the mighty captain of the Indian cricket team. He has ruled the tennis world since then till this day. Who himself wrote in the farewell letter, ’24 years. It seems like 24 hours have passed!’

really 24 years have passed. However, the announcement of Roger Federer’s retirement was shocking. Think, really? Really? In London, that Foch will not be seen throwing him in any tournament other than the ‘Lever Cup’?

I saw Roger Federer in person only once. While covering the 2008 Beijing Olympics. A little on the court. A little off the court. He won the gold in doubles on the court. However, he could not even go for the bronze medal in singles. And outside the court, he just happened to be a few hands away. One thing immediately came to mind — the man (or, not yet a ‘man’. It would be better to call the ‘boy’) looked impossibly handsome. Even better than it looks on TV.

After seeing him countless times, Roger Federer is not only the best tennis player in the world. He is the most beautiful. The most stunning. Who floats in the air of various center courts around the world. swims What modesty! What impossible grace! An English tennis commentator wrote, ‘His legacy is his grace.’ Roger Federer’s legacy is his elegant demeanor. Wrote correctly. Playing, handling the pressure of big matches, spending time with children, being with kings, being with queens, moving around the court, sitting quietly in a courtside chair in the middle of games, winning, losing—there is always a sense of limitation around him. He is equally elegant in all the languages ​​of the world, in all the countries. English, French, German, Afrikaans— all. Purification is actually mixed in his veins, arteries, marrow.


What did I write? ‘Being’? Nah, ‘would have’. past tense And he will not be seen that way!

14 years ago it seemed, what a wonderful elegant presence! Ruling by running fingers through unruly and seemingly unruly hair. Every time his fingers are raised in the same way. In the same way, the hair on the forehead is removed from the side of the ear. In his mid-twenties, he still had some baby fat on his chin. But incredible shoulders. The upper zip of the tracksuit is slightly open. The white t-shirt inside has a cane-like appearance. He came to a press conference. Nothing too serious. I was watching the man more attentively than I was listening to his speech. was talking The press conference room of the Main Press Center of the Beijing Olympics was filled with deep, solemn, navel-gazing voices. He was smiling while talking. It seemed like a single pearl had fallen out. But he never went out of his drawn Laxmanrekha. What impossible control over yourself!

Seeing Roger Federer sitting alone on a empty table-chair a few hands away, I felt that a twist in life is very important that day. A collision. A vandalism inside.

Did that build up in the 20-year-old when he left his Toronto hotel room in tears in 2002 and ran barefoot, ignoring the traffic?

That run was probably the goal Roger Federer wrote in an email to his academy boss after winning his first Wimbledon in 2003, ‘Everytime I play a good shot or everytime I win a good match, I think of Peter. I am sure, he will be looking down on me and he would be proud. He didn’t want me to be a wasted talent. I hope that he would be proud.’ Whenever I hit a good shot or win a good match, I remember Peter.


Started playing tennis at the age of eight. Coach Peter Carter saw the teenager and said that this boy would one day be the number one tennis player on the planet. The young Federer was more of a ‘mentor’ than the not-so-successful Peter Koch on the Australian national and professional tennis circuit. Peter’s road accident death in 2002 while on a belated honeymoon changed Roger Federer dramatically. Until then, he was restless, ill-tempered in the court. The great wave of Peter’s death brought patience among his beloved disciples. brought stability. And brought moderation. Gratitude (thanks to the fact that Roger Federer met Peter’s parents every year while playing the Australian Open. The old-old man used to appear at the Australian Open as a special guest of the world-famous tennis king). After playing every good shot, winning every tough match, the ferocious desire and fervent desire—Peter knew I hadn’t lost my temper! Peter must be proud to see me from heaven.

Tennis singles is one of the toughest sports in the world for a variety of reasons. Its physical causes are technical and fitness-related demands. Which does not allow the successful and successful tennis player to zero in on any shadow, make any mistake, hide anywhere. And the mental reason – the overwhelming loneliness. Andre Agassi wrote in his autobiography ‘The Open’, ‘The tennis singles player on the court is the loneliest man in the world.’

right Boxing, table tennis or badminton are also individual sports. But it smells of the opponent’s sweat. The flame can be found in his throat. You can keep an eye on the eye. A bridge is formed somewhere. Maybe a bridge of contradictions. But the bridge! But when two tennis singles players square off against each other on the baselines of their courts, there is a distance between them. Mentally. physical too

From a little boy in the city of Basel, Switzerland, the transition to the position of the sole ruler of the tennis world!

From a little boy in the city of Basel, Switzerland, the transition to the position of the sole ruler of the tennis world!

Roger Federer conquered that loneliness.

Because Roger Federer never played alone. Well written by an English tennis writer – ‘Federermon’. Federer-related hormones. As soon as he came to the court, the bleeding started.

Game after game, set after set, it was an illusion to watch. It seemed that Roger Federer was playing at the same time across the court! He is walking on the court with incredible deer feet. Near this net is on that baseline. This dine is on the left. Every moment a wonder and new geometry is being drawn. His court movement is so enviable! And that one hand down the line backhand. After completing the follow-through of the racket, the spread of the arms at right angles to the sides of the body was reminiscent of the wings of an albatross. Again, in the same action, a wicked backhand topspin that nearly licks the net leaves the opponent reeling. The man seemed to be able to return the ball into the net with the same impetuosity from any end of the court, from any area. Does it just send the ball back? Well, that return lies in Munsiana’s perfect shot selection, a fierce fighting will and the urge to stay there despite being the king of the sporting world.

Is it possible to move from a small ball boy in Basel, Switzerland to the position of the sole ruler of the tennis world!

How can ‘greatness’ be measured? Number of trophies? Number of years active?


20 Grand Slam wins. A total of 310 weeks at number one in the rankings. Record! Number one for 237 consecutive weeks. Record! Only male tennis player to win all three Slams five times (Australian Open six times, US Open five times, Wimbledon eight times). Record! Most Wimbledon wins (eight times). Record! Ranked No. 1 as the oldest player (36 years). Record! 24 consecutive final wins. He was in career peak form from 2004-2007. At that peak, he ranked number one every year. He won 11 of the 16 Grand Slams played in those four years. No other player could expand the tennis empire in such a way. so far Record!

Roger Federer did not make a mass movement for world peace or hunger. The war did not stop. But most of the people in the world cannot do what he did. He played tennis. And played with heart. The ‘I’m so’ brand has remained the living epitome of art, prowess and decency over the years in a world full of egotistical athletes. But he also nurtured a wild hunger for victory.

He may have won the ‘Stefan Edberg Sportsmanship Award’, voted by all ATP players, a record 13 times. But there was also a fire somewhere in him. This success does not come with just a sweet smile and a divine face, unless there is a roaring fire burning in the heart.

One of the greatest tennis players of all time is retiring forever.

One of the greatest tennis players of all time is retiring forever.

effortlessly inexhaustible attractive Roger Federer was ‘installation art’ on the human body. A little illusion, a little true. But the rest is burned in the fire. A fire is a fire, even if there is a shadow of decency, politeness, elegant usage. Those who understand understand. As Martin Cilic understood at the Australian Open.

One of the greatest tennis players of all time is retiring forever. The happy time of wandering stars is passing on this planet. Flowing like a river. Moving beyond the reach of the fan’s extended hand. He thinks, a box of human life is no longer ‘tick’! The man in the bright white T-shirt and shorts was not seen on the green grass of the evil-laid All England Club! That’s what the middle-aged ardent fan says to ‘Mr Tennis’ in his farewell letter – I love you and I will never leave you.

love never leave Because this love is like the expensive brand watch model on Roger Federer’s left wrist. ‘Perpetual’. eternal

(Graphic: Shouvik Debnath)

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