Sorry Britain, I just don't get the fuss with Andy Murray, or the tennis
I couldn’t care less about Wimbledon orAndy Murray. I really tried but I just couldn’t get into it. I don’t understand what all the fuss is about, it’s just a very slow game of whacking a ball across the net (and most of the time not very well).
I leap at the chance to cheer Britain on, but this was just plain boring. I couldn’t muster up any enthusiasm whatsoever.
The whole thing turned me into a bit of a girl – the most exciting thing about it for me was Posh‘s new hairdo and outfit. For once I thought she looked good.
Not a patch on the wheelchair Paralympic tennis match I watched in the summer of 2012.
So yesterday while the country was mesmerised by the Murray vs Djokovik game, I was bored out of my mind. It wasn’t helped by the fact it was our wedding anniversary weekend away, and I ended up being a tennis widow for the afternoon.
Sat in a pub munching on scampi and chips drinking Pimm’s made it bearable for a short while.
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