The match was so exciting,
No one clearly in the lead.
Though Rafa won a tiebreak,
Nothing else was guaranteed.
The second set had started,
Rafa sweating in the heat.
While playing on his birthday,
He would not accept defeat.
Approaching six games all,
Another tiebreak on the rise,
His opponent turned his ankle
And fell down before our eyes.
His pain appeared enormous;
He was helped to leave the court
In a wheelchair, as he realized
All his hopes had come up short.
So Nadal is in the finals;
He “walked over,” as they say.
Not one soul, including Rafa,
Wished for it to end that way.
*French Open Semi-Finals
Rafael (Rafa) Nadal vs. Alexander Zverev
walkover
the debris
walkaway
from the scene
never looking
back to see the
emotional wreck
that you had left
behind
closed your
eyes to the
emotionally
wounded victim
that you left
laying upon the
pavement
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