Why do people dislike roger federer

He raises my blood pressure, causes stress, the occasional sleepless night and makes Sunday evenings horrible. The surgeon general needs to show a warning to Roger fans that watching his matches will cut a couple of months off your life expectancy.

Roger is a tease and an emotional roller coaster that few can handle. He goes up and then loses the set. He wins the third set, has three break points in the opening game of the fourth and then loses the game. At first he looks brilliant: you start high fiving your friends, rag on the Rafa fans and shout like your own kid is about to shake hands with the Duke.

Then he takes you down. He struggled badly with his forehand, his radar broken. In such disruptive, windy conditions his footwork needed to be precise yet it was at times so poor that he would shadow the correct movements between points. As the match wore on, his shank and forehand mistakes only increased. When he was in desperate need of some luck, fate laughed at him as he slipped while he attempted to put away an easy volley at in the tiebreak, losing the point.

Despite the severity of his defeat, Federer still leaves after a strong week given all the context of his presence. Two knee surgeries are extremely difficult to bounce back from quickly, let alone a month shy of his 40th birthday and after so many years of wear and tear.

Just over three weeks ago he was struggling not only with his game but also with his confidence and attitude as he was snuffed out early in Halle. Federer had started the tournament in similarly indifferent form, nearly being at risk of a first-round defeat to a spirited Adrian Mannarino before the Frenchman was forced to retire. He recovered from that first round, breezing through three matches and taking out two seeded players in Cameron Norrie and Lorenzo Sonego , and reaching the quarter-finals was impressive and admirable in itself.

How long will that be enough? This is a narrative about an imaginary friend of mine, but this "me" is not the author of this article. Xeno created her, she is an independent "me" now, a character over whom the creator has no authority.

This friend of mine whose identity I cannot reveal has been a rebel leader in the footsteps of Che Guevara for some time now and is still engaged in guerrilla warfare from the trenches. Let's call her Vera. I met her in the Amazonian jungles during my rebel days. I was a rebel like her back then. We fought many battles together, healed each other with the stories of defeats, scars, and bruises that we suffered. There would be stories of rare success. For several days we would talk about our Serbian and Scottish commandoes' small gains.

We even shared our literary interests: Irish author Samuel Beckett was our ideal, who once said: "To be an artist is to fail, as no other dare fail, that failure is his world and the shrink from it desertion" Disjecta His theory of failure was a fascination for both of us.

I even had mild secret crush on Vera; probably she did, too at least, I imagined she did. Since I've abandoned the experimentation with failure she thinks I have co-opted , she has certainly been dismayed with me. It's been ages since I saw her last time. I still talk to her in my somniloquies seriously. In the recent years, I hear, she has shifted to urban guerrilla warfare, and, as always, the goal has been to seek independence from the Federer Empire.

Since then, many have joined her cause. Here are the some of the reasons Vera and her rebel followers resent Federer for they are the same reasons we adore him for. Let me pretend that I am with her in documenting those reasons and use first person plural narrative voice, for shorthand. We see him as the establishment figure. He has broken most records of the Open era, and he is the new landmark. That makes him the establishment figure. We try to reconcile our anti-establishment, radical left-wing political views with our sports interests and try to achieve a coherent personality, a right-wing goal.

Each time he wins, he breaks other player's and his fans' hearts. He does not let others have freebie Slams and does not give them enough credit for their efforts. We simply dislike the big, centralized power because we cannot get there; and we think opposition to the establishment will alleviate our helplessness.

When we thought his 14th Masters '07 Cincinnati would be his last Masters and 12th Slam '07 US Open would be his last Slam, and he suffered from his longest gaps between triumphs, he rose from the ashes.

Since the '08 US Open title, he has won three out of the last four Slams. The guy has not slowed down in amassing majors. Our prayers for his disappearance have been denied one more time, and it has been devastating. It is hurting badly.