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Let's reminisce happy thoughts of that great day 7 July!

I woke very early as I was so nervous, I had invited my mum up to watch at my home as my hubby was going hillwalking and i didn't fancy watching the biggest game of my life on my own.

We had contemplated going to dunblane to watch but decided against as my mums leg isn't too good these days and didn't want to go all the way up there and found we couldn't get a seat for her in the busy pubs. I was invited by friends to watch in Glasgow pubs but I wanted to really concentrate on the match and wasn't keen on people walking in front of telly or drunks shouting and spoiling the commentary.

We had a lovely day I set up some Pimms strawberries and dipping choc out on decking where we sat and watched the BBC build up on my wee portable tv with the tension,nerves and excitement mounting. Minutes b4 the start we moved inside as I wanted to watch on HD big TV. By the time we got into the 3rd set I had cracked open the rose sparkling wine. Both mum and I started off on the reclining chairs but we were quickly on the edge of our seats, but by halfway through 3rd we were both on our feet pacing the floor! When that golden moment came I jumped up and down 5 or 6 times hitting my ceiling with my hands lol. Then we hugged each other with tears in our eyes. Then I cracked open the bottle of champers I had bought for Australian open final which had lay in fridge 7 months.

The End.
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Let's reminisce happy thoughts of that great day 7 July!

I woke very early as I was so nervous, I had invited my mum up to watch at my home as my hubby was going hillwalking and i didn't fancy watching the biggest game of my life on my own.

We had contemplated going to dunblane to watch but decided against as my mums leg isn't too good these days and didn't want to go all the way up there and found we couldn't get a seat for her in the busy pubs. I was invited by friends to watch in Glasgow pubs but I wanted to really concentrate on the match and wasn't keen on people walking in front of telly or drunks shouting and spoiling the commentary.

We had a lovely day I set up some Pimms strawberries and dipping choc out on decking where we sat and watched the BBC build up on my wee portable tv with the tension,nerves and excitement mounting. Minutes b4 the start we moved inside as I wanted to watch on HD big TV. By the time we got into the 3rd set I had cracked open the rose sparkling wine. Both mum and I started off on the reclining chairs but we were quickly on the edge of our seats, but by halfway through 3rd we were both on our feet pacing the floor! When that golden moment came I jumped up and down 5 or 6 times hitting my ceiling with my hands lol. Then we hugged each other with tears in our eyes. Then I cracked open the bottle of champers I had bought for Australian open final which had lay in fridge 7 months.

The End.

I had a fag, went to play tennis, watched the Scot beat the Serb, the end.
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I had a fag, went to play tennis, watched the Scot beat the serb, the end.

That's a rubbish story Frown
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Lol I thought you literally had names a thread 'The Happy Thread'.

I also woke very early - thought about going for a swim but decided against it cos I'd done that for 2012 final! Bought and read a couple of papers, sat in garden a while and basically couldn't settle to anything very much. Watched BBC build up then sat on edge of seat watching the match- with several nervous forays to kitchen or garden to try and breathe! Watched alone - too nervous to be with anyone tho was exchanging texts with famil and friends. Stayed off here incase of moaning on the match thread. When the match went past 5pm I was wondering how offended my mum would be if I was reaallly late for dinner, no way was I leaving the match. The bit I remember really clearly is when it was 3-4 in the 3rd. I remember muttering hold - break - hold many times. When he broke to be serving for the match that was when the tears came, I was quite overcome at the idea he was in a position to serve for the Wimbledon title. I couldn't quite believe the time had actually come. As for the last game - 12 mins is a longtime to not breathe. The minute the winning point was won the phione rang and my mum yelled 'totally ecstatic dinner will be late' then disappeared. when I finally go to myy mums for family dinner we talked of nothing else and I remember getting loads of texts - even from my boss in Portugal. When I came home I opened a bottle of Cava which had been a grateful gift from a parent before christmas. It didn't last long and I remember being on here about 2am sharing the joy - then getting up early next day to see all the press coverage - and spent a fortune on newspapers. which I will enjoy re reading thru the winter!!!!

Oh that was a great day!
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Is that cos u can't remember what u did after that lol
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Good thread, Angie.

I can honestly say I can't remember much about the Wimbledon final, except that I wasn't in the least bit anxious about it. I was so certain this was Andy's time (except for the final game when I was having conniptions.)

My hubbster and son watched the final few games with me on the big screen TV in the basement. Lots of hugs, kisses and congrats.

I was totally at peace.

Now.. the USO was a whole different story for me. What a state of nerves I was in!
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Is that cos u can't remember what u did after that lol

You know me too well Wink ooh forgot the bit when Gordon came home from hillwalk about 8pm...me and mum were on our 2nd bottle bubbly by then....well I tore across my garden and jumped up on him knocking us both over to the ground. He was pissed as well him and all his buddies had caught the match in some pub in the middle of nowhere.
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Love it!
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My wife, son (15) and I were on holiday in a timeshare week we own near Marbella.  I had booked a boat trip for the morning to give us something to do to help me calm my nerves.  I woke up that Sunday morning excited, nervous, filled with a strange mix of eager anticipation and fear, to be absolutely honest.
The catamaran trip was great.  We didn’t see any whales or dolphins or whatever they kind of promised.  The crew were apologetic.  I couldn’t have cared less – didn’t they realise that Andy was playing in the Wimbledon final that afternoon?  Who cares about marine mammals?
We got back to our resort around 2pm (1pm in the UK) and so had plenty of time to get the TV set to BBC1 and soak up the pre-match atmosphere.  The coverage was great.  Sue Barker, Tim, Greg – British players who have “walked the walk” at the highest levels, not the muppets  you get on Eurosport or whatever, plus a certain Miss Wade who perversely may have “walked the walk” but has trouble with the “talking” part.  You just can’t beat the BBC for covering such a quintessentially traditional, major British sporting event like this, and no adverts of course!
My son and I glued ourselves to the TV, while my wife went out to sunbathe.  She’s not a sports fan, but she’s interested in Andy, because he’s Scottish and because she knows how much it means to me and the lad.  She swears that she’s a jinx, and when she watches any of the match then Andy will lose.  There’s little evidence to back this up, but there was no way she was going to stay indoors.
The patio doors of our apartment were wide open, and we can hear the occasional roar of approval drifting across the complex from others who were watching.  Nevertheless it was strange to be in an environment where the match was not the most important event on the planet, as it would have been back home.  The comparison with 2012, when we watched the final at a Braehead cinema in 3D, with a cinema full of avid fans, was quite stark.
The match itself?  Well, I guess we’ve all posted our feelings here before.  At two sets up, I began to believe, but my faith was tempered by the memory of the US Open the prior September, when Novak fought back from 2-0 down.  My doubts seemed justified when the Serb broke serve in the third and seemed to be in charge of the set.  Here we go again, all aboard the Great Andy Rollercoaster!
Then Andy fought back, and broke again to lead 5-4 and to serve for the match.  Oh my God!  Then 40-0!  We are on our feet ready to scream in joy at the telly.  Well, we all know what happened then!  Deuce, advantage Djoko, again and again.  Then, the point that symbolises the entire match to me, the second last point when Andy gained his fourth, and successful match point – Andy refused to lose that point.  Djoko seemed scared to win it, with a straightforward smash which he didn’t bury, allowing Andy to somehow get it back in play.  Again, Djoko’s attempted dropshot was a little too careful, and Andy scampers across court to hit a wonderful, incredible, impossible passing shot to get to MP again!  Unbelievable.
Somehow I was calm then.  My son tells me that I muttered a prayer.  I have no recollection of this whatsoever.  Andy’s serve from the Ad court was firm and well placed.  Djoko looped it back – some of the crowd thought it was going out but the roar we heard was quickly muffled as the ball dropped safely in play.  Andy returns well, more defensively than attacking, , but Novak’s attempted backhand down the line was weak, and caught the top of the net and landed on his own side of the net.
Game, set, match, and championship to Andy Murray!
The lad and I could barely speak.  I was choked with emotion.  We watched the post-match celebrations until the speeches etc. and then I went to find Mrs MP to tell her.  She saw me approach and lifted her head from a sunbed and said, “Well?”  I replied “He’s done it.  He won.  He’s the Wimbledon Champion.”  She asked me a question about how the match went, but I started to choke up again, and it was a few minutes before I could trust myself to speak again.
We went out to celebrate in Marbella that evening.  I couldn’t believe that the whole town wasn’t awash with celebrating people!  But all was pretty much as normal.  
I didn’t care really.  Andy Murray, Wimbledon Champion 2013.  The most outstanding sporting achievement I’d ever witnessed, bar none.
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Aww Mickey your post started me greetin again  sounds like you had the most perfect day. Much like myself only in a different country.
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Aww Mickey your post started me greetin again  sounds like you had the most perfect day. Much like myself only in a different country.

Hi Angiebabez

I still can't quite believe how emotional the whole experience was to me, a big lump of a Glaswegian.  There's something about following Andy that's different to being a fan of other sportspeople, or musicians or whatever.  Maybe it's the tragic history of Dunblane.  Maybe it's the persona - a basically shy young man, with a wicked but oft-misunderstood sense of humour; it's definitely partly due enormous pride that Scotland (and Britain) has such a world class tennis player who is finally achieving what he deserves.  And, how many sporting heroes do you get to see such coverage such as the documentary with Sue Barker earlier this year?

Andy inspired my son to start playing tennis, who in turn inspired me.  The lad is a talented player.  We're not going to see him on the hallowed south London turf or anything, but he has a skill that will help him socialise and engage with people wherever he goes in life.  And I've got a little bit fitter!

So, I can't just support Andy with any real sense of detachment, or without a lack of bias I'm afraid.  I'm so proud of him and what he has achieved.  If he never picked up a racquet again, he would remain my all time hero.
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great thread - can't wallow too much in that day.
I was on my own but had three friends texting, which helped relieve the tension somewhat.  When he finally won after that epic last game I was jumping up and down and screaming and crying with joy.  Had long phone call, followed by rushing up to my pc to share it all with you folks, and then celebrated with champers and lovely food the following Friday when no longer on my own.  That's the executive summary!
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Great thread - we put the gazebo up in the back garden took the TV outside and watched it from 12 midday onwards.  Both my sons have been brought up on a diet of "don't disturb Mum she's watching Andy Murray"  so they were there with their girlfriends neither of whom like tennis but made the effort lol.  We have Polish neighbours (2 doors up) who thought it was amusing to chant "there's only one Jersy Janowitz" but had not counted on my football sons and football daft hubby who chanted back "there's no Jersy Janowitz, it's Andy in the final, it's only Andy in the final" for three of them they made a heck of a noise.  Lost control of the BBQ due to 1st set nerves - my son kept saying he's going to do this have faith.  The last game was nerve racking, my hubby had gone to the toilet but each time he came back into the Gazebo Andy lost the point so he was told to wait outside (which he duly did as he knows to do what he's told when it comes to my tennis viewing) that last match point and we all went nuts, Prosecco opened and a night of watching every single bit of news coverage possible and several times asking has the wee boy fae Scotland just won Wimbledon - the answer - yes he bloody well did and gave every one of us a day to remember.
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Let's reminisce happy thoughts of that great day 7 July!

I woke very early as I was so nervous, I had invited my mum up to watch at my home as my hubby was going hillwalking and i didn't fancy watching the biggest game of my life on my own.

We had contemplated going to dunblane to watch but decided against as my mums leg isn't too good these days and didn't want to go all the way up there and found we couldn't get a seat for her in the busy pubs. I was invited by friends to watch in Glasgow pubs but I wanted to really concentrate on the match and wasn't keen on people walking in front of telly or drunks shouting and spoiling the commentary.

We had a lovely day I set up some Pimms strawberries and dipping choc out on decking where we sat and watched the BBC build up on my wee portable tv with the tension,nerves and excitement mounting. Minutes b4 the start we moved inside as I wanted to watch on HD big TV. By the time we got into the 3rd set I had cracked open the rose sparkling wine. Both mum and I started off on the reclining chairs but we were quickly on the edge of our seats, but by halfway through 3rd we were both on our feet pacing the floor! When that golden moment came I jumped up and down 5 or 6 times hitting my ceiling with my hands lol. Then we hugged each other with tears in our eyes. Then I cracked open the bottle of champers I had bought for Australian open final which had lay in fridge 7 months.

The End.


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Great stories so far folks  thumb up keep em coming
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