Friday, 26 June 2009


Its that time of year again . You sit down In front of the TV, or as the weather has been so brilliant, bask outside in the radiant sunshine whist listening to 5 live. Its Wimbledon, Yes tennis is probably the only sport, other than "important" football/rugby matches and strange sports at the Olympics, I properly got into the diving, that I don't mind sitting down and wasting a day watching it. I even want to go as far to say that I know most of the rules, but I cant watch the women's tennis, I feel dirty, its like German porn, all grunting and all just for show. I'm not being sexist but women's tennis is a little bit rubbish, its not exciting seeing a woman prance about in a short skirt, I'd rather see a man in a headband with his "guns out". Like most of the British public I am in the sudden need to pick up a tennis racket, which has been gathering dust in the corner of my room, its the tennis bug.
As I sit here typing this Federer has won, Yes I was there with my little Swiss flag, which I stole when I was on holiday, waving it like a mad man for 4 hours. I can only imagine what the country would be like if Andy Murray got through, my mother would of probably forced me to paint the union jack on my face, No that's a lie she would banish any face paint from the house and probably take us out, away from any TV or radio and let me and my brother sweat it out until we get home and have to watch the highlights.
Also at my school our houses are named after sports stadiums, and yes I am in Wimbledon house. Like the facebook message I sent my best friend "its time for our house to shine."

Phwoar Tennis x

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