This one I can watch

So it's Roger Federer (Mr Nice Guy, my favourite sportsperson of all time and someone who's been a bit down in the dumps this year) v Andy Murray (who represents Britain's first chance of winning a Grand Slam title in at least a thousand years). Having just returned from holiday in Switzerland, where the people were generally as nice as Roger and about as edgy, you can understand why those brash New Yorkers have taken to Andy. If you don't know anything about tennis, just look at the pictures below - guess which one's the Scot!

When it comes to major sporting events, where the result really matters to me, I am the world's worst coward. I generally hide under the bed or go out and pretend it's not happening. I just get so tense that I can't stand it. There is absolutely no doubt that the players are much more relaxed - after all, they can influence the result. Nearly everything I do in my work is heavily under my control - I've taken a lot of trouble to make it that way - so I'm very uncomfortable with being in a passive role.

Anyway, the point of this post (surely you didn't expect something on e-learning the day after I returned from holiday - I'm still trying to remember what e-learning is) is to celebrate publicly a rare event in my life, i.e. a sporting event in which I cannot lose! If Roger wins, then he gets his Grand Slam title number 13 (one short of Pete Sampras' record) and salvages his year. If Andy wins, Britain achieves a rare sporting success. Having invented most sports, the Brits have evolved to become the world's best sporting audience (there won't be any empty seats at the London Olympics in 2012), but less sparkling as participants (we're becoming as rounded as our cousins across the pond and certainly the best-fed in Western Europe). So we will cheer, even though Andy is Scots and dislikes the English, and is so surly that he offend the sensibilities of nice middle-class people like my Mum. Come on Andy. Or is it Roger?