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Wednesday, 5 July, 2006

Federer Moves in Majestic Ways

By Alix Ramsay, Wimbledon

When the draw was made 12 days ago, there was a view, supported by all those who claimed to know the game well, that Roger Federer had been given the draw from hell. Blimey, look at that: Richard Gasquet in the first round. And then Tim Henman in the second. It’s going to be a tough one for Federer.

Perhaps the pundits ought to have a quiet word with Messrs Gasquet, Henman, Mahut, Berdych and now Ancic and ask them just who had the tougher draw. All of them ran into Federer and all reeled away, battered and bruised and without a set between them. It is reasonable to suggest that they might feel that they had a slightly harder draw than Federer.

Mario Ancic, never let us forget, is the last man to have beaten the majestic Swiss on grass but that was in another lifetime, in another world. That was back in 2002 – and in the first round, no less. But that was before Federer graduated from being a player with great potential to being the all-conquering champion. Now that Federer is in charge, no one can touch him. Not in SW19 at any rate. Ancic was swept aside 6-4, 6-4, 6-4.

The last man to take Federer to five sets at Wimbledon was one Pete Sampras in 2001. Federer won that one, too, even though he lost to Henman in the next round. Determined not to be remembered only as “the man who beat Sampras”, the Swiss then set about world domination and tennis hasn’t been the same since.

Ancic did everything he could to make a match of it, but Federer simply would not play ball. If Ancic tried to get involved in a rally, he was crushed. If he tried to attack, he was slapped down and if he threatened Federer’s serve, he was put firmly in his place. Only once did he break the Swiss but that was in the third set and by then Federer was already two breaks to the good. It was only the second time that Federer had dropped his serve during these Championships but it was still too little, too late.

All of this was achieved despite the distractions of two rain delays and the arrival of two members of the Fathers 4 Justice group.

Just as Ancic was preparing to serve at 2-4 in the first set, two men in jeans and tee-shirts, armed with rackets and a ball, nipped on to the court and tried to knock up. The stewards, on their guard after the streaker on Tuesday, were quick off the mark to usher the two men away with the minimum of fuss and we were back in business. Federer barely blinked throughout it all and, just as he did when the rain disrupted his rhythm, came back better, stronger and more deadly.

Federer is such a calm and dignified presence off the court but on it, he is the silent assassin. He is not a grunter, not a grafter, just a killer. He never seems to be hurried into errors, and nothing ever seems to be an effort. In the heat and the humidity of the early afternoon, the sweat was running off Ancic in rivers after just four games while Federer hardly seemed to have raised a bead of perspiration.

The photographers who line the courtside all have problems with Federer. It is not that he does not take a good picture – he is a good looking chap, is Roger – but even when he is running flat out, he looks like he is trotting through a practice session. His movement is graceful, balanced and so deceptive that not even a snapper with a telephoto lens can catch a stretched sinew.

Even his racket makes a different sound to everyone else's. When he strikes the ball, it flies from his strings with a hefty ‘pock’ sound and fizzes towards the pin-point target that Federer has selected for it. When mere mortals strike the ball against the Swiss, it pings away to its ultimate destination – the Federer sweet spot and a return winner. There ain’t no arguing with that.

Ancic threw everything he could find at his opponent and still it came back. A 6’5", he has a belting serve and a willingness to come to the net. Hurtling forward, he would spread himself at the net, like a goalkeeper defending a penalty, and still Federer would rifle his forehand through the half inch gap left unguarded by the desperate Croat. It took just 106 minutes for the champion to win his 46th consecutive grass court match and reach his ninth consecutive Grand Slam semi-final. “If I keep up this type of play, it’s looking pretty good,” Federer said with a smile afterwards. Yes, Roger, but it is looking pretty grim for everyone else.



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