Expecting the grass season.. MTF BIOS. Today: Lleyton Hewitt
This year, he will fall into a big depression, tennis and life isn't what it was.
(Please, read the following statment with some sad music in the background)
"I used to be big, y'know?... I used to be the best. I was young, I was in love, I had everything.
But look at me now. I'm lost, hopeless, young europeans taking the lead. This isn't the world I dreamt of. This isn't what I deserve. Nobody deserves this.
Life can be a bitch sometimes, dude.
I just gave tennis a new road to follow... Some hope.
Hopes you can just dream about, but without her, I... I just can't do it anymore.
I don't want a plastic bitch, I want the girl that saved my life once, to keep dreams alive."
The world seems hopeless for Hewitt, he dissapears from the world. People start talking about retirement, one last exhibition match with Roddick and all will end quickly, no more pain.
But nobody knows where he is. Some people start to get worried. Rumors of his disappearance reached Kim's ears, and she remember that time, in the early 2000s...
"If you ever want to talk to me, I'd be in our special place".
So Kim went there, to that abandoned locker in Melbourne Park, and there he was.
An unrecognizable Lleyton, with a big hobo-beard, and 4 empty bottles of cheap booze, staring off... Into the deep void.
Kim took her hand, their eyes met again.
Lleyton thought he died and it was the last infinite dream, but not...
Life suddenly is worth living again.
That will be Lleyton's future, my friends.
I predict gold, diamonds, beeing top 10 again, finding his A-form.
But the most important thing... I predict love.
Do not say no to love.