It's time for my annual gratuitous Wimbledon post. Thank God for tennis. Thank God for Rafa Nadal and his World No. 1 arms. Sigh.
I'm still a massive fan of the beautiful, talented and pristine Roger Federer, but sometimes I wish he would do less collapsing to the ground and weeping into his hands when he wins, more celebratory testosterone-fuelled pumping the air...
