The Rain, The Golden Boy and Brave Tim

The Championships of Wimbledon started today and like almost every year. The first day was rainy punctuated with short periods of play. From what the weather people are saying, they are expecting more of the same for tomorrow and I'm wondering if anyone is surprised.

As predictable as the rain, Roger Federer rolled through his first round match beating a Russian who's name I'll only bother to learn to spell or pronounce once he makes the top 20. Roger was sporting some nifty attire, Wimbledon white adorned with little bits of gold (like a gold swoosh on his headband) and he looked the part of a 4 straight champion.

The most exciting match of the day, by far, had to be called for darkness at some time after 9 pm London time. Tim Henman and Carlos Moya, two veteran's who've both seen more than their share of action are dead-locked at 5/5 in the fifth set. With Andy Murray out with a wrist injury Tim is Britain's only real hope this year and at 32 the British press have him downing the Geritol and pushing a walker. Wimbledon has no fifth set tie break so this match just might be enough to get me out of bed at 6 tomorrow morning to try to catch the end. I only wish I could be there sitting on Henman Hill with the rest of the peons.