It was tonight. Incredible match. A little preface, though. I played this guy who I beat 0-6, 6-1, 6-4 just last week. And normally we play very tight and competitive matches.
But this was a best of 5
In this one, I got up early in the 1st, *3-1, but as usual, dumped serve. He then wins a few games on the trot and takes the set 6-3 after I served at *3-5, 40-0 and lost 5 points in a row
Then in the second, he started to take it to me even more and I was mentally nearly out of it. He took the second set easily, 6-3.
Then in the third, I told myself it was a new match and to just keep fighting. I get up 5-0!
But, the choking commenced. I served for the set at 5-1 and got broken. Then I served for it again at 5-3 and got broken. But, at 5 all, I got my shit together and held serve and we ended up going into the tiebreak.
In the tb, I was down *3-5 and my serve had been letting me down all match long. That point, he missed a return and it got me amped up. I won the next two points at served for it at *6-5. DF. of course. I had another set point at 7-6*, but he held strong. Then, at *8-7, I hit a 2nd serve down the middle which he sent into the fence. I won the third
Mentally it was a huge hurdle. In the 4th, my game upped as my mind was more at ease. At *5-2, I served for it...and was broken
But, I broke him back to take the set 6-3.
By the time the 5th rolled around, we were both pretty tired. We both fought off break points early in our serve games in the 5th. At *3-4, I break him wild an awesome short angled cross court forehand pass. But, as usual, I was broken when I tried to serve it out at 5-3.
Lucky for me, I was able to get to match point on his serve at 4-5. After a nice backhand return, he shanks a forehand 100 feet into the air. At first, I thought I won for sure, then I look at the ball and it is coming towards my end of the court! It lands about 2 feet inside the baseline and I whiff entirely on my forehand
I rebounded from that, won the deuce point and got another match point. He hits a serve wide and I slice it back. He hits a forehand cross court and I scramble to get it back. He hits it to my backhand and I run to slice that one deep. He hits another one to my forehand, but down the middle. I step up and nail a forehand to his forehand and close the net. He runs to the ball and blasts it past me....but into the fence! I had won!
3-6, 3-6, 7-6(7), 6-3, 6-4