I had started my love affair with Wimbledon.

You know, I eat, I ate pretty well anyway so, I'm basically living the same, I just curtailed the stupidity.

Your game is only as good as your second serve

You know, I was a regular on the Friday afternoon drill squad. Um, which... The year after I left school, I went back and thanked the sergeant major because I was so fit.

At Wimbledon, the ladies are simply the candles on the cake.

People think this is all about the top players hitting tenins balls and they talk about technique and strategy and how important that is. But they don't understand the essence of competition. This is one-on-one, two players out there fighting each other with everything they have, trying to bring the best out of themselves. And the difference at this level of the game is all in the head and in the heart.

They wrote it that my moustache was insured for 13 million.