Wednesday 6 July 2011

New balls sir?

OK so I’m a few days late to talk about Wimbledon – I’m sure most self respecting bloggers would consider Andy Murray's defeat old news now, but I want to come out in defense of (British) tennis players

Listening to five live recently a caller made a very interesting point, I’d like give the exact stats but Spain has something like 50 professional tennis coaches to every 1 in the UK, they spend more money developing youth talent than us, and in general take national sport more seriously

It’s the same in the US, where in addition to spending vast sums on sports development they have an active program of building walls so that happy tennis players can play against themselves for hours on end, honing their back hand.

Of course that particular idea wouldn't work here, as soon as a wall goes up it attracts a small army of moody teens, some on low slung BMX bikes, all trying to relight a soggy rollup that’s doing the rounds.

In this country tennis seems to be about the social aspect, not the sport.  The first thing I think about when it comes to tennis clubs is swingers

But I digress, the real point I’m trying to make is this – we should all feel very proud of Andy Murray’s achievements, compared to the likes of the bronzed adonis Rafal Nadal, poor old Andy looks like he spends most of the year living in a box under the M40, desperately trying to grow facial hair to keep warm.

Despite this he’s still managed to pull a stunningly fit girlfriend, she’s in the top rank of tennis player girlfriends, seriously top 3 at least, we can all moan about failure at Wimbledon but at least he didn't show up with a total munter… national pride is restored

- bod

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