Men’s Wimbledon Final Sonnet
09.07.06
Keep Smokin’ Rafa…You’ll Get Him Next Year
Paper, scissors, rock – if pot was the metaphor,
seems that clay would rule the two surfaces.
Nadal’s clay pipe might smoke Federer’s grass.
One day anyway, Rafa’s just twenty.
Yet for now, the green thumb Swiss reigns at home,
his rented flat at Wimbledon, center court.
And says ciao, adios, not “vamos.”
Still the spaniard is learning quick.
Focused, he’s tuned out the doping charges.
but no doubt’ll hit the grass hard the next
year. Prepare for Roger’s ass and a win
here, the top seed, with no stems in the mix.
1st set wash, but Raf’ scared him, and that sticks.