174 days ago he left the amphithetre of dreams

like a bruised gladiator.

Then returned, his 35-year old frame stalking the arena,

seeking his 18^th scalp.

After 3 hours and 37 minutes of fierce battle

those ageless arms took to the skies,

tournament tears blending with sweat.

Across the net the overpowered Spanish Matador stands in awe.

Two great competitors, one divine champion.

Roger continued to serve up one enigmatic message

“the most difficult contests are won in the mind.”

Was that his final? The pundits don’t think so.