Blake at Wimbledon
June 27, 2008
Made it out to Wimbledon (It's the name of the town) to see my friend James Blake's match.
It's always great to see James play in those rare and special times that our travels line up.
Even though he didn't win the match, it's always exciting to watch him play. I love watching great people do their thing. I'm not sure how he calls up that much energy and focus, but maybe he wonders the same thing about me. No, that's not possible.
Got back to the hotel when Michael handed me the CD/DVD, hot off the presses. The finished product is always a thrill. I watched about a cumulative 7 minutes and then ejected it because, in the immortal words of P.W. Herman, "I don't have to watch it. I lived it."
