His substance

Nadal, for a few moments, had Federer right where he had hoped he would find him - unsettled, maybe for the first time during his five-year Wimbledon run.

But an hour later, after the emotional collapse to the court and the trophy ceremony and the hug from Borg, Federer was standing on a bridge over a walkway between Center Court and the player's locker rooms. He had a bag of tennis balls, and he was happily tossing souvenirs to the clamoring crowd.

The tears were gone, and the dashing smile had returned. Federer was wearing his jacket, but the fans below were enamored with his substance, not his style.