Federer loses! Deny Brett Kavanaugh!

The great Federer lost. I saw it last night on tv. He lost to a journeyman, a 29-year old Australian tennis professional named John Millman whose career heretofore was undistinguished to say the least: the tv announcer John McEnroe compared Millman to a baseball player who'd spent most of his sporting life "in the minor leagues."

As I watched the match unfold I could see that Federer would lose, that he'd been set up by fate to go down to a lesser opponent. Federer hit easy volleys into the net, his overheads were often wide, his groundstrokes lame. When the tv camera lit on his wife in the stands she appeared to be holding rosary beads--she too knew Federer was going down.

The spectacle of the great Federer losing to the lowly Millman gave me pause. Perhaps there is hope, as Obama said there would be, and change as Obama said there also would be, coupling the two, hope and change as no one had before. 

I'm applying the Federer upset and the Obama promise to the upcoming Senate hearings of  Supreme Court nominee Brett Kavanaugh. Might fate not weigh in here too and the Nomination of Kavanaugh, a favorite of his Nominator and his Nominator's crowd, go down to defeat somehow? Against all odds, might not an upset occur and this creepy servant of corrupt corporate institutional power be denied the crown he most certainly does not deserve...?

Anything's possible. Federer lost last night, the same Federer who switched from Nike tennis togs to a brand called Uni Qlo. (By the way, Federer's Uni Qlo outfit last night was red from head to toe, a curious choice.) 

I wouldn't bet on Brett Kavanaugh losing, but I can hope that he does. If I were his opponent, say the Democratic Party, I'd promise him a lifetime feature show on either Fox News or MSNBC, a Kavanaugh Hour every night, in exchange for withdrawing his name from the Senatorial consideration of becoming the country's newest Supreme Court Justice, a lifetime appointment by the way.