Yet again we thought Timmy could do it. This time the semis of the French Open.
And he had a good go on his least favourite surface. Up one set, and with a break in the second, he was on a roll. And still on clay. Going downhill from there, thirteen games lost on a run; but then he made a fight of the fourth set.
Can’t believe I could care less. His problem is that Tim is so incredibly middle-class. Some kid with his shoes letting-in could have done better. Better than one whose grandad had been there before him.
All the best, Tim, for Wimbledon, go for it. But your best chance would have to have been poorer!