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Who Am I?

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19th May 2003 Raheem Hussain Who Am I? I sat in the closet of Tim's room still remembering the embarrassment we endorsed when being overwhelmed by the underdog Samual Taylor an ammeter at The Men's World Open Championships which were held in France. They were the biggest event in the calendar year and all the big names all around the world took part in the competitions either as doubles or as we were in singles matches. They only came around every four years and were what every man would dream of winning since childhood, it was as important in tennis terms as winning the World Cup in football. What happened in France was destroying for my reign as Tim's playing partner; it was one of the biggest upsets in the history of tennis. ...read more.


This is when the game took a turn for the worse we lost the following ten sets only winning a cancellation last set of a disastrous match. That game was surely the most terrible game of my playing career with Tim, every ball that bounced of me seemed to slice or go in the wrong direction and this was the main reason for why we had lost this intriguing match. After the game an ashamed Tim Henman angrily in frustration bashed me continuously against the changing room floor causing great damage to my ovular shape. That event changed my life forever as my life took a turn for the bad. I was no longer Tim's lucky charm, his secret weapon, there was no place for me left in Tim's life, I was lonely, locked in a bleak cold closet surrounded by tennis equipment and showered in jackets. ...read more.


I should of known that life is like a roller coaster ride and their are ups and downs and life is not always you would like it to be. But one day, as I was growing tired of living this boring life, I heard a creaking sound and then the lock was being turned. A face peeped through the door. It was Tim. I anxiously waited to see what he was looking for. He pushed one after the other the jackets that were piled over me, finally reaching to me, lifting me gently he rubbed his hand against my framework noticing the great damage. He took me out and asked a man in a long black suit to have me repaired. It was over. The misery was finally over but what was going to be done to me now?. ...read more.

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