Sinner wants a tie-break for sure. No, my longtime houseboy, is not with me any longer. He was cleaning branches around my tennis court and accidently had fallen into the woodchipper. As of now he is in a rest home hypnotized from the waist down and I visit often.
I heard your houseboy has now gone to work as a tennis analyst. Apparently he made most of your tennis predictions for you before the match started, but you were a aslumber.