...that Federer takes his 8th consecutive Wmbledon title, and than, instead of celebration, his body starts shaking and a terrible, fiery deamon emerges from it.
"Ahhh..... Finaly... For so long I'v been impriosioned, and now I can take my true form... Prepare, you unworthy mortals, to be destroyed!"
"Behold!", a voice would say. "First you will have to deal with us, the Army of Angels!"
The deamon turns arround, and sees the rest of top 100 players standing behind him.
"Ho ho ho... It will be my pleasure!"
And then they all take their's racquets, playing in doubles and triples and switching on court at will, trying to conquer the mighty deamon and save the world...