My dear sports enthusiasts, let's dissect this clash of the titans on the hallowed clay courts of Roland Garros. Our first contender is the young upstart, Flavio Cobolli, who is as unseeded as a watermelon at a seed-spitting contest. But be warned, this Italian stallion has been dishing out some marvelous pasta sauce by annihilating respectable players like Čilić and Rublev in his recent outings. He's shown he's got a full pizza pie of talent, not just a slice.
Then you have the German locomotive, the one-and-only Alexander Zverev, seeded third in this contest. Alexander's been making mince meat of his opponents like De Jong and Tien, except for those few stubbed toes against Muller and Musetti, which we won't talk about since mama always said don't point out a man's bunions.
Right, onto the match. We've got Cobolli, an unseeded wolf hungry for a win, Zverev, a high-speed train heading straight for victory, and yours truly, stuck in the middle, talking about it. I can feel the love in the air and it's about to get downright competitive out there. If I were a betting man, which of course I'm not--please, I'm not even allowed to say 'well folks'--I'd be inclined to go with the rolling stone that is Zverev. This German knows his Bratwurst from his Frankfurter, if you catch my drift.
Albert's Prediction: Zverev in 4 sets.