James Forsyth James Forsyth

Magnificent

I’m not much of a tennis fan but even I was gripped by the men’s final. Every time you thought it was going to end, the player on the brink of defeat seemed to find another gear. Astonishingly, despite how long the match went on—it was the longest final in the tournament’s history—the quality of play never dropped. After this final and Euro 2008, the rest of the sporting summer has a lot to live up to.

PS I do, though, have to agree with Clive’s gripe about the commentary.  

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