the Spanish bench vibrated, bopped up and down, suffered and morever enjoyed the beauty. They supported Moyà and Nadal with passion and at the end they all got together in a tight, emotional hug, just after the baby of the team sewed up the second rubber of the tie.
Nevertheless, an analysis from afar - the press were sitting at the opposite side to the team - yet an attentive one found 2 atmospheres in the "rectangle" that housed the Armada. One part looked really enthusiastic and animated. The "mess/muddle/affair" was provoked mainly by 2 individuals who were there to cheer on their team mates, Feli Lopez and Fernando Verdasco, who were congratulated by the captains at the end, for having been supportive.
They cheered along with Perlas, Avedaño, the team doctor, the encordador (don't know what that is sorry), and the physio. However, in one of the corners 2 men stayed rather quiet. Ferrero and Robredo, looking serious, hardly got out of their seats
and adopted almost regal positions. Their attitude was always right, but a little less enthusiastic than the rest.
In some ways, it's understandable, because the disgust that the Valencian had to cope with was dreadful. When there was a good shot or an amazing point he did applaud a little. In any case, Tommy would have to be a bit offended because when all's said and done he's the number 2 Spaniard by ranking and the #13 in the world, and despite that, the captains hardly took notice of him. He cheered little by little and joined in with the rest at the end of the day.
Ferrero, on the other hand, remained on the more outer. It seemed like he was involuntarily isolated from the movement of his team-mates, but he took a while to react and when he wanted to join the group which were bouncing enthusiastically, he was almost separate from them