◘ seventy movies which are always worth to come back to (in alphabetical order): wimbledon (richard loncraine, 2004)
we all start off in life with a dream, don’t we? for a tennis player, it’s being in the final of a grand slam, centre court, a high lob… a smash. game, set and match. you’re a champion. you’re number one. but for most tennis players, that’s all it ever is: a dream. the reality is another story. my story. now, you see that good-looking fella? no, no that kid in white, the other tired good-looking fella. yeah, him. well, that’s me. british davis cup, long time ago. two singles titles, even longer ago. presently ranked 119th in the world. sport is cruel. i know it doesn’t sound too bad: four million tennis players in the world and i’m the 119th, but what that really means is this: 118 guys out there are faster, stronger, better and younger… and it gets you thinking. these young guys: where do they get the energy, the focus? no fear. the one thing you can’t have is fear, and for the first time in my life, i’m afraid. not of losing. i’m not even afraid of the kid. i’m afraid of what happens if that ball keeps going by me. what happens then?