It was only the fourth round! It wasn't the final, it wasn't the semi-finals, it wasn't the quarter-finals. It was the fourth round!!!! AND I don't care as much about Andy Murray as I did about Tiger Tim. So why in the fifth set was I on the edge of my seat going "I CAN'T WATCH! HOWARD I CAN'T WATCH! CHANGE THE CHANNEL. NO DON'T! I HAVE TO SEE HOW THIS GAME TURNS OUT...."? Nail biting terror, crippling hope and personal anger formed a tight little bunch in my stomach for the entirety of the 5th set. So many times I was sure he had lost his mental strength, something Warwinka never lost, not even when Murray broke his serve to make the score 5-4 in the final set. Ugh, I never want to go through last night again, not unless it's the final and he wins.
Stupid Murray.
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