Scottish, British, whatever. Chumbawumba.

Many sports journalists and “fans” (I use the word guardedly) seem to love building individuals up and then knocking them down. It’s OK for someone to sweat blood for their sport, practice for hours, put up with injuries, defeats, interviewers who ask the same inane questions and then snide comments about whether they are dedicated or talented enough. Then when they are champions through their own talent and hard work they are lauded by the same people.

Then often knocked down again. Kicked and abused on social media.

In Andy Murray’s case the joke was “Scottish when he loses, British when he wins”. Could he have done any more? No. Was he the best to come out of the UK? Almost certainly. Does he deserve everything he has obtained? Without a doubt.

For Murray read Froome, Wiggins, even Paula Radcliffe.

The Economist has written a good piece on his retirement, which will be sooner rather later. Our loss as well as yours. Thanks for the edge of the seat matches, the pleasure of watching and enjoying and sometimes not being able to do either (a hedge was trimmed during the Olympic final) and have a great rest of your life Andy. You did it and we didnae’.

Chumbawumba?

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