I do watch sport occasionally. Just not football. Football is the work of the Devil. (If you’re American: I mean soccer.) Mostly it’s athletics or tennis I tolerate fairly well.
So Tim Henman’s into the second week of Wimbledon. Again. Will he actually make it through to the final this time? I think, probably not. Having said that, this tendency to slag him off because he’s never won does piss me off a bit. I mean, let’s bear in mind the stream of no-hopers (at least in the men’s game) England has produced, like, for as long as I’ve been alive, pretty much. Tim’s track record is incredibly consistent and creditable.
He played well today, even if his opponent was a non-entity just out of school. I don’t think he’ll win, but I do think we ought to make the most of it—he’s 29 in a few months, and this might be his last serious chance… and, frankly, there’s absolutely no one out there right now who looks likely to take his place. Enjoy it while it lasts.