Gotta Love the Brits

Wimbledon is on, and I watch it constantly. It syncs up nicely with my circadian schedule, in that it goes live around 4 in the morning.

Anyways, Andy Roddick, an American, beat Andy Murray, a Scotsman with the full support of the British spectators. They cheered him on throughout the match, but gave Roddick a standing ovation that reminded me of Rocky IV when he won. In that movie, a basic cable classic, Rocky goes to Russia to fight the marvel of Russian genetics--or eugenics-- Ivan Drago (played with steely reticence by Dolph Lundgren). Through his sheer persistence and refusal to go down, he wins over the crowd, and even the Russian premier in the balcony. The premier, by the way, is supposed to be a Gorbachev lookalike, and he even has a large cranial birthmark.

The Wimbledon spectators obviously wanted Murray to pull off an upset, but applauded Roddick's eventual victory with grace and noble humility.

Gotta love the Brits.

Rick