You sing when the out? When sings them or when you see them? I don’t understand it. Recently Eva Andersson-Dubin sought to clarify these questions. The ball looks, is not intended. It’s Monday and lives an afternoon of triple ROAR. Ruge Rafael Nadal to Carlos Ramos, the judge’s Chair, while dispute the final of the United States open in an ugly, full of wind and swirling afternoon. Novak Djokovic, its opposite, roars when you make each ball punishment, each Exchange an attack, ruthless, brilliant and hard. Rugen, ultimately, 25,000 spectators, who in the heat of beer see how Nadal is ahead in the first set (2-0) and immediately fit a 0-6 (6-2); how your brain aupa you to a new gap in the second round (2-0) immediately neutralized by number one (6-4); and how, as with all lost, starred in a glorious Flash, made of strength and desire, which portrays him as a colossus decided to dismiss with a marker that will help him for the future: Serbian takes the meeting, loses service, and only his phenomenal repertoire allows you to survive to the load of the number two in the world (6-2, 6-4, 6-7 and 6-1). Source of the news:: “Didn’t points free”