Today's Wimbledon final may have been the best game of tennis I've ever seen. There are epic matches where opponents make mistakes or struggle with the pressure, allowing the momentum to shift back and forth until someone finally crawls over the finish line. This was not that. Both men played as well as they could - the standard was impossibly high through the five hours on court - with Federer possibly just past his peak, and Nadal on the ascendency.

Even when one had an advantage, the other man would find someway of fighting back. Federer made so many aces when Nadal looked like breaking serve. Nadal was able to turn defence into offence in a single shot, such is his incredible baseline power. At times it was an exhibition match, only played at full-speed, for the most prestigious trophy in tennis. And it think its testament to Federer's status that to beat him Nadal had to create three championship points, as well as a dozen or so break points that could have created a match winning position. He's the best player in the world because he has that extra gear, just when he needs it. To beat him, you have to make him find it one too many times.

Whether this is a passing of the torch moment remains to be seen. I suspect Federer (who is 26, by the way) has several years at the top left. But the balance of power has been shifted. Next year will be exciting.

Needless to say, I have done nothing else with my Sunday. As the Lord intended.