Lack of strangers to see you walking the dog in your sporty tank top thing (I have no idea what one would call it) which is emblazoned with GIRL 84. And one's maroon Bob Stewart sports shorts. And one's frighteningly wavy/curly hair.
Nole won, as I had hoped. He has vastly improved from the immature upstart he was three years ago when he first lifted the cup. Vastly. He shall now be my Nadal stand-in whenever Rafa's not playing.