Where do we go from here?

Things that sometimes make me fear the world is going to end soon:

a) the meteor Apophis
b) the Yellowstone supervolcano
c) the Wimbledon 2008 final: how can tennis go any further, as sport or spectacle, than this match pushed it? In the same sense that in 30 years the 100-meter sprint record has improved by less than a second, and the high-jump only two feet since Dick Fosbury, in a stroke of brilliance, decided one day to jump with his back to the bar, one sees in sports a figurative brick wall, an impasse, that we are headed towards: the limits of human physical speed, strength, and coordination (one also sees a different sort of impasse coming for art, but that's for another post). It seems that the next logical leap will occur as we more and more become cybernetic beings, augmented by technology.
That being said, if there were a God, and he were ending the world, he surely would punctuate the final year in history with this match.

Here's the final game:





P.S. if you're not a tennis fan, this post probably seems insane.