As the French Open bids us farewell for the year, everyone’s talking once again about Roger Federer. Once seemingly immortal, but now, only ranked at a lousy 2nd place in the world, my little bear’s namesake has finally won his “missing” Grand Slam (which earns him a bit of spending money to the tune of €5,590,800). That makes it a record-tying Grand Slam number 14 for Mr Federer, and now the hype is everywhere.

Is he, or is he not, the Greatest of All Time? Or, as the NYT Blogs so eloquently asked its readers, “Federer the GOAT?”

I have no insights as to who the GOAT actually is, or whether Greatest of All Time even has any meaning in a sport with such a rich history, but I do have a favorite response to the posed question.

“He’s the best Quentin Tarantino lookalike tennis player. Ever.”