So, there’s this tennis match right, with Jack Draper and Vit Kopriva. Draper, he’s from Great Britain, and he kinda wins, but it’s not all smooth sailing, you know? The guy’s smashing his racket against the court like it insulted his ancestors or something. Anyway, he wins in straight sets, 6-4, 6-3, over in Rome – the Italian Open, not just any old court.
Draper’s been doing pretty well, came fresh from the Madrid Open final, so yeah, expectations and all that. The first set’s chill enough aside from Draper almost losing his serve once. Sorta quick too, like 41 minutes, give or take. But then comes the second set. That Czech guy, Kopriva, he’s no pushover. Saves four break points. What a pest, right?
At one point, Draper gives away a game. A lousy drop shot that lands in the net, which leads to him having a meltdown, like you wouldn’t believe. He’s whacking the clay court until his racket’s toast, and the court has these gnarly divots – like crater-worthy. Umpire’s not amused, gives him a warning – surprise, surprise.
Kopriva has a moment where he could turn things around, goes 40-0 but then sends this backhand flying long. Misses his big chance. Draper sorta gets his act together, holds his serve to go 4-2 up. Then guess what? He’s made some new divots, and Kopriva uses them to justify saving match points because you know, dodgy bounce.
Draper eventually seals the deal on his third match point. More winners than Kopriva, 21 to 10 or something. But with more whoopsies too – 37 unforced errors. Kinda sums up the drama of the whole thing. But the win’s a win, hey?
