@AnonymousFan , hope this fulfills expectations:
One hour before the final, Djokovic's PR rushes to the locker room, calls everyone on the team and says... "look, I got something important. It is weird but....". Djokovic looks at him angry and yells: "I am preparing for the match, idiot!". The guy trembles a bit, but replies: "there might not be a match... just got a call from Gulbis' PR.... yeah, Gulbis. That guy... well, he called me and it seems that he was right. About what? RBA is actually a spoiled princess. No, I mean
actually is. Well of course it matters! How come?! A princess. P R I N C E S S. Mind the "ESS". He is a GIRL, you retards! Yeah, it is about to come out. Yes, his/her father is a king of somewhere. Some place in Middle Asia. Middle Asia, Middle East, it is all the same. Maybe Mali, I don't know. Yes, she was some crazy tennis fan and decided she wanted to become David Ferrer. Then she started screaming and jumping until her father made all the arrangements. And there he is. Now Gulbis for some reason knew this all along. He just phoned Boris Johnson. It is all a complete mess. They say if we file a complaint, they have their hands tied and will need to call out the match".
Silence. Djokovic is in serious doubt. "Give me the phone. Ernst, what a fuck is that? Are you serious? Isn't it just a prank, like your forehand? Man... I will kill you if this is bullshit. Yeah, yeah, ok".
Djokovic thinks out loud. "Everything I do, it will look like I am the bad guy. So, fuck it, let's disqualify him. Her, whatever. And, wait, did she really made it all, or is just, hmm... for a show?". The PR quickly responds: "it is the complete package. Everything but a brain transplant. It cost half the kingdom's GDP for a year." "Ok, that means at least I did not lose to a girl", Djokovic replies. Let's go.
But in the meantime, a huge social media storm happens, and the world is just outraged that the spoiled princess will be disqualified. Princess Diana appears in Her Majesty's dream at her afternoon nap and says "Wake up, old witch, save my little friend". By the time Djokovic walks on court, everyone knows what he did. He is booed all along. He needs to play. He is so pissed off he can barely think. All he can do is to look at RBA and see him with a blond wig and a dress.
RBA in easy three.