Spent four days of the French Open this year wandering around the lovely grounds of Roland Garros and cheering on all of the Australians to victory. Especially Sam Stosur (who of course made it to the final). We were actually lucky enough to grab some tickets to the Women's Final after we found out that Sam had made it.
So decked out in my best green and gold we headed down for the final, but alas, it was not to be Sam's day. Despite overpowering 3 of the top 10 women in her way to the final, and then coming up against a no name Italian in the final, the pressure of being the favourite was a little to much for her and she finally succumbed 4-6, 6-7.
But it was an enjoyable afternoon nonetheless, and the other 3 days of the earlier rounds I spent checking out the outside courts was equally as pleasurable.
Perhaps next year will be Sam's year.
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