Imagine being 18, got to USO Juniors Final playing against this 17yo kid, and you’re 18, you’re supposed to be better. But you lost, and it’s okay, you’re a positive guy, it’s all good.
Fast forward a year and now both of you somehow got to the final of Next Gen Finals. Well…”somehow” was more meant for you, that tall white kid is everyone’s favorite. Doesn’t matter though because you’re both in the final and result is what matters. Then you lost that too. Ouch! Stings a little but it’s okay, you’re still happy, a positive guy! If you smile more than him in pictures, that’s nobody’s business!
Well that same kid became a sensation, a hot topic while you’re just doing your own thing. It’s all good!
Until Australian Open and somehow you both beat the top 10 to get into the next round. Suddenly you’re kinda big too! Maybe you finally catch up! And then he went to win an ATP title. So you’re behind again!
By mere coincidence or evil fate you both draw each other for first round of one of the biggest tournaments of the year. Well, you wanna win so bad, this has to be it right? This is the chance!
But no, once again you lose to him! In a painful three sets. It hurts because you have a legitimate chance! It hurts because it’s the third fucking time!
So now what? Will you ever beat him? Because while you’re climbing stairs to get better, he’s flying rockets to the next level! Maybe you’ll never be able to catch up…
And also now he’s your daddy but whatever









