Everybody who was anybody and quite a few people who were nobody at all were there to see ‘Britain’s great white hope (white apart from the teeth that is)’, Andy Murray (no relation to Anne or mints) get his skinny, spotty arse whupped by that nice Spanish man, Nadal.
Despite a very partisan audience (not so partisan that Murray couldn’t rip one of them a new arsehole when their phone went off. Listen, Scotty, it was an important fucking call. Alright!) he went down in three sets.
Which is the absolute minimum you can go down in.
Shall we say it one more time? Go down.