It's Fedexpress again!

As of now, the New7Wonders of Nature campaign has strong contenders including our very own Tree of Life, the Amazon Rain Forest in South America, Komodo National Park in Indonesia and Australia's Christmas Island.

But if there is a chance for an eighth Wonder of the World, my bet would be on one Mr Roger Federer, who has just won his sixth Wimbledon crown, his 15th Grand Slam title which finally puts him on top of Pete Sampras to mute the greatest-ever argument for the time being at least.

At the moment, the talk is all about how Federer has redefined tennis greatness by his extraordinary skill, sublime courtcraft, deft footwork and above all sheer athleticism and unbelievable composure. All these have been proved beyond doubt since the Swiss won his first Grand Slam at the same centre court eight years ago.

Federer is dearest and greatest to me not for the above, however. It is more because he makes winning look so simple, period. He plays the most difficult shot with consummate ease, like the backhand he snatched off his toes in the heartbreaking final game on Sunday against Andy Roddick.

At another level, Federer is unmatched for his capacity to counter power with finesse and muscle power with a strong mind. He proved it with straight set victories over big-serving and baseline bullies Ivo Karlovic and Tommy Haas on way to the finals.

By purely relying on precision and instinct, the 27-year-old was able to expose the huge gulf in class. Where Karlovic and Haas were lightning-quick in making their shots, Federer was the dead opposite. He delayed committing himself and seemed to have all the time to plan and play his shots.

That has been the difference between him and the rest of the folks, and decisive in the ultimate analysis.

The final on Sunday was, though, a different ball game. It will be remembered as a seemingly never-ending slugfest which inevitably went into the final set. Yet, there were glimpses of a genius at work and history was definitely in the making.

Roddick was inspired like never before and played unbelievable tennis, as Federer graciously admitted later. The American was first off the block, fired the first salvo and eventually drew first blood. His serve was consistently solid and could not be broken till the final game of a record-breaking final set.

But Federer, I thought, was always superior when the ball was in play, well in control at crucial moments and decisive when it mattered the most. While Roddick was huffing and puffing all the way, Federer was able to make a cool cucumber blush with envy.

All this was evident in the end when Federer looked as fresh as a daisy after wrapping the final set 16-14, while Roddick appeared spent and drained, both physically and mentally.

I will remember the final as much for Roddick's moments of frailty as for the essence of Federer's enduring immortality. The final was more about Federer doing the right things at the right time and Roddick doing just the opposite.

Like in the second set tiebreaker for example. Roddick should have closed the set when he had four set points. But he let Federer fight back and more importantly made a bad judgment serving 6-5 when he executed a high backhand volley on a weak Federer forehand that clearly appeared to be on its way out. Four points in three minutes were the magical moments of the final.

In the final set, Federer was clearly in command and won his service games with increasing comfort. Having to serve second, the onus was always on Roddick to play catchup and the American was up to the mark right till the end.

But as Federer admitted later, somebody had to win and the one who won eventually was not the younger and physically stronger but the older and wiser.

This victory for Federer has set up another nice race - more wider and greater. Because Federer has not only beaten Sampras's record but has also gone one ahead of his close friend Tiger Woods in major victories.

At the time Federer was giving finishing touches to his latest work in pursuit of perfection, Woods was practicing before launching a final assault to win the PGA National by one stroke over Hunter Mahan.

Now it's the turn of Woods to begin his own hunt for golf immortality by beating the mark of Jack Nicklaus' 18 majors.

Interesting times ahead for both tennis and golf.

But the next time I see Federer in action, I will take Rod Laver's advice and watch 'Roger and not the ball to see what great a player he is.''