I’m not gonna lie, I almost turned this match off. I didn’t, but after the first two sets, I was sure it was over. The third set felt like something I didn’t want to get my hopes up about, and then the fourth set started to turn sour, and Monfils had a double match point, and I thought, you know, it’s okay, we all know Roger is older and still amazing but less predictably genius now, and it’s been a decent match, and I have work emails to send. And then Roger did what he does best, which is to say he made everyone expecting the expected thing sit back down and shut up and remember that the unexpected can happen, too—that sometimes it happens with more frequency than you’d think—and then the shutting up turned into SHUT UP and the resignation turned into DISBELIEVING JOY. All it takes to come back from two sets down is the ability and the willpower to stop predicting the next minute based on what the previous minute held.