I knew it was going to be tense. So I decided that, for the sanity of myself and everyone who follows me on Twitter, to stay mostly off of Twitter while I watched Novak play Rafa.
But at the same time, I knew I needed an outlet. So I sent a whole slew of texts to my poor but patient husband, Eric.
In retrospect, I find this kind of amusing. So I thought I’d screenshot our texts (which, let’s be real, are pretty well dominated by me) for the amusement of all.
And there you have it. Apologies to Rafa fans. But at least now you know the torture he puts fans of Novak Djokovic through. 😉