A pink taxi

A pink taxi

December 29, 2010

Federer as Religious Experience

My personal discovery has been of a writer called David Foster Wallace, deceased before his time. He was a philosopher and every word he has written - he was prolific - carries its very heavy weight. Not a word misplaced. But he was a contemporary philosopher and his language was very casual. Yet, it all made sense.

David Foster Wallace suffered from depression but that didn't transpire in his writings. Ironically, his various passions, especially the most mundane, reflected his passion for life. For example, he was obsessed with Alanisse Morisette. He also admired Roger Federer very much and wrote an article in the New York Times about him that wasn't objective in the least. In that, he shares something with me: he is a fan of the Swiss player. The philosopher humbled himself in his admiration.

May I dare to suggest that this particular article is blog like? In a rather immodest (this is a rare facet of his character) he admits that watching Federer playing live in Wimbledon, which is a privileged seat, is a much more intense experience than viewing him on TV. I will therefore trespass into immodesty myself and boast that I have watched Roger Federer play against my revered Andre Agassi, albeit in Dubai...and have had the luck of dining with him once!



  1. I loved the message from the Jupiter family above????No connection whatsoever to the subject but an addition to the celebrations of 2011.
    I mentioned earlier that I had an hour with Roger Federer when I was waiting with him at the RTA office in Barsha to register his two pearl white Lexuses in my name and that of my son.The cars left the Federer Fleet to join the Grand Slam Fleet.
    We wish Roger the best in 2011,though his close loss to the Spaniard in Abu Dhabi does not bide well.He warned recently of the absence of a new generation of young players.

  2. This reminds me of the last match you saw for federer vs Nadal a few days ago in Abu Dhabi where you ended up having to watch the match is a dingy egyptian cafe that no one dared to go into after you were mistakenly dragged to Johnny Rockets.

    Watching the match in that shady cafe that would ordinarily blast um kalthoum music rather than the latest in Tennis shows that your loyalty as a fan is remarkable.

    I would say Federer is lucky man to have fans like you ;)

  3. That's what peace therapy means!