(Rafael Nadal is returning to the tour at the Rogers Cup in Montreal in a few weeks. Not that he needs it, but I thought a letter of encouragement from yours truly would be a nice gesture to tennis' ultimate warrior.)
You don't know me.
I'm not mental or anything so don't freak out.
We have nothing in common except we both play tennis - you slightly better than me - and that we have both been MIA as of late. As a matter of fact, one of my clients - I'm just some obscure coach in Singapore - was surprised to see me turn up to his lesson the other day.
"Dude, I thought you were dead," he said.
"Come again," I might have said.
"Yeah man. You haven't written anything in over a week so I figured someone wrapped you in a rug and dumped you in the Singapore straits."
So Rafa, I'm pleased to report that I am not swimming with the fishes in the straits and am indeed very much alive and kicking. I will even be making a little sojourn to Cambodia so you and the rest of the people who read me - I know this is what you have been doing in your time off - will have to live without my witty repartie for at least a week starting on Sunday.
I'm sure you'll manage.
What I have been doing is playing a lot. Well a lot by my standards. Last week I played in the Singapore Open and ended up making the final. It's not quite Wimbledon but ahh ...
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