Achilles, better known as Chili, always knew he was outstanding tennis . He won almost every tournament he had disputed, people on the spot respected him, even though he was still young, he had the titles, he had the charisma, and most importantly, he had the talent .
Tennis was his life, he lived, breathe, trained to win. His father had done it, his grandpa had done it, he felt he should do the same. He never thought he’d be in love with something or someone else ever as much, as he loved tennis ... until he met Patroclus.
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( warning : I wrote this before all the zverev scandal blew up , I condemn all abusive and aggressive behavior )
It‘s the RG Final. Dominic Thiem and Sascha Zverev are once again fighting for the title. At 6:6 in the fifth set they both lay down their racquets, walk up to the net and kiss, love has won.