To celebrate 2014 I’m copying this unashamedly nationalistic status from Facebook. Scots wha ha’e..!
Yesterday I decided to see the old year out by watching the men’s Wimbeldon final (yes, that one!) on DVD. Well I was too tense to watch it properly first time round and spent most of the time ‘looking away’. During the closing stages I even had to bake a cake for therapy! So I had no idea the last set had so many ups and downs and, like Andy, no memory of how the last game played out (wow, even more tense than I realised!)
So for anyone who missed the post-match analysis (was there any, ever?) I would say that the 3rd and as it turned out final set (remember it could have gone to 5!) turned on three points – two at 4-4 (Andy had just equalised. Novak was serving) and one in the last game (Andy struggling to serve out). In each case Djokkers seemed to be in charge of the point but Andy just kept on running and each time made a winner from nowhere. Each time Djokkers followed with an unforced error. I mean, what could he do?
So that was it, the impossible did happen and someone from a small town in Scotland won Wimbledon Men’s final with the grit and tenacity for which he (and the rest of us) are famous.
What better thought on which to end one year and start another?
Now I’m off to celebrate a year defined by that win – and to drink in the new one.
Remember, keep on running. You might get there in the end.
Happy New Year