Yes, miracles do happen...cus it happened to me.
Imagine your 1st ever Slam experience, getting to see your fav player play live just once, for the 1st time...getting to see a lot of players for the 1st time. Imagine your last night before going home and you'd dearly love to have seen your fav play one last time...but you don't have a night ticket for Ashe.
Imagine those magic words, an angel says...'I have a spare ticket, would you like to come in with me?'
No, this wasn't some fanciful dream. It happened.
This was a lot of firsts for me....1st time in New York (a great experience in itself), 1st Slam, seeing guys I've only ever followed on the net and seen pics of etc.....
And I had a ball
But the biggest thrill of all, I have to admit, was to get to see Rafa in the flesh (and what flesh) both on the practice court and playing (you can check out my pics on his section). I counted myself lucky to get seeing him play at all, considering his knees (poor baby).
Anyways, Fri came and it was my last day and night at the Open. I was just going to content myself with watching on the big screen out on the Plaza and I got talking to a woman by the fountain (one of the many very friendly folk I struck up conversations with over the week). I was bemoaning the fact I couldn't get to see my beloved Rafa play just one more time before going home and she asked me if I was on my own.
Then she said those magic words. 'We have a SPARE TICKET (their daughter wasn't able to come with them), would you like to come in with us!' I don't think they've ever seen anyone so grateful, grovelling and babbling thanks all night long in all their lives
And so, I got to get onto Ashe for one more night match to see Rafa against Tipsaravic. How's that for a happy ending to an absolutely wonderful and memorable experience! So, Mary and Chuck, if yous are out there reading this....thank you, thank you again, you wonderful, generous people
Now, wasn't that a nice 'feel good' story to warm the cockles of your heart!