At the start of Federer‘s match against Tsonga yesterday, I tweeted: “Tsonga looks ready to bongo bong.” I don’t know how that phrase came to me, maybe how Tsonga’s name is spelled, maybe I just got that infectious Manu Chao tune in my head or maybe Tsonga’s bouncy and hard-hitting game reminded me of a drum beat. Anyways, Tsonga looked ready to bongo bong. And he was. Despite being down …
