Brazen

Ahhh, the suffering:

blackheart

There was a Great Moment in Tennis this morning in the men’s finals at the Australian Open.

Djokovic’s mother grabbed a medallion hanging at her throat, brought it to her lips, and in a brazen appeal to the Chair Umpire in the Sky, closed her eyes tightly and kissed it.

That one was answered.  He won.

Pity she hadn’t prayed instead for an end to hunger and suffering.

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