Ah, in June our thoughts turn toward our brother in England where the oncoming tide of Wimbledon tickets will soon descend. I remember the last time I went to Wimbledon. Or rather, I really don’t remember all that much. You see, while in Merry Old England I developed a rather startling fondness for warm beer. Shocking yes, but nonetheless true. When not actually attending a Wimbledon event I found myself steeped in English ribaldry and ungodly amounts of fish and chips. Being the visitor, I of couse was forced to buy round after round for my British buddies, who promptly repaid me in kind. And who said the English were stiff? Not in my experience.
In 2009 Wimbledon will run from June 25th to July 8th. Try not to miss it. My brother in law, who’s forgotten more tennis than I’ll ever know, assures me that this years field will be one of the best ever. I fear I won’t make it to Wimbledon this year but if I ever get out of this dry county in the middle of Afghanistan, I’ll hoist one for the gang. Even if it’s a warm one.