3 days to go
It's an annual tradition really isn't it. Run Tim down in the weeks coming up to Wimbledon. He's been injured all year. He hasn't got the bottle. Then, the build up as he wins some games. Tim has reserved his best tennis of the year for now. The draw is really opening up for him this year. And finally, of course the comedown. Too many unforced errors. Tiger Tim has lost his claws.
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But this year I did hear something new on the radio. Just 5 minutes after Tim's sorry exit, the commentary switched to the Philippoussis v Popp game. "And this game between Philippousis and the nearly British Popp is a real cracker" I kid you not - just 5 minutes it took them to adopt a new Brit. Now, of course, Alexander Popp is German - but apparently his father worked in the Channel Islands for a few years in the 1940s. 
Oh, and of course this was the kiss of death for Popp's valiant efforts.
The women's final is another all-Williams affair. Kim Clijsters put up a spirited battle for a set and a half but in the end Venus blasted her off the court 6-1 in the final set. But what was it with all Venus William's melodrama. She seemed to pull a stomach muscle near the start of the match when Clijsters was dominant. The trainer was on for a while, and Venus was grimacing with pain on every shot. Or so it seemed. A careful analysis shows that Venus Williams seemed to reserve her most blatant displays - doubling up with pain - for points which she lost. As if to say you only won that one because I've got a silly haircut.
7:36:23 PM 
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