Tennis Anyone?

The Wimbledon fortnight begins today, and the British have again pinned their hopes and dreams on Scotsman Andy Murray. If he wins, he will be the first Brit to win since Virginia Wade in 1976 and the first British men's champion since Fred Perry won in 1936.

The British have become so desperate to win on their home court that even the English will cheer for Murray, despite the fact that he doesn't seem to care much for them. He once infamously said he'd support any team playing football against England, which didn't particularly endear him to English sports fans.

Fortunately, with Nadal out this year he may actually have a chance to lift the trophy. Fred Perry sportswear has even designed a new retro-style kit for him to wear, presumably to help him channel the former champion to guide him to victory.

I do hope that Murray wins, but I cannot help feeling that the next two weeks will follow the typical British/English sporting scenario: everyone works themselves into a frenzy of expectation for an epic victory, only to face bitter disappointment and humiliation in the end.

At least we can all enjoy the strawberries and cream in the meantime.