A bit of a grey day in the end

Sunday, 8 July 2012

When I woke up this morning my first thought was "Ah, men's finals day at Wimbledon". Always a bit of a highlight day in my year. And then I thought of poor old Andy Murray getting up with the collective weight of all our expectations on his young Scottish shoulders.

I have never been entirely convinced that he has the real mental grit to become a great champion but I have to say that today he did us proud. Federer is a fabulous tennis player, commanding the tennis court with a classic, graceful, awesome game that is just wonderful to watch. Best of all he uses a single handed back hand instead of the double fisted effort which I have never warmed to. Federer is a master and there is real artistry in his game and I'm glad that if Murray had to lose the championship title, it was to him.

Anyway Andy, you played a ripping game and we are proud of you. There was a wonderful resolve to be seen in you today and, as you say, you are getting there. One day soon I am sure one of those grand slams will be yours. In the meantime, on this very grey evening, here is a running wave for you from your beloved Scotland.

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