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Wimbledon - another great display of self praise

Wah, I am such an irregular blogger.

Time for another of those 'wu liao' musings.

I have noticed of late that these champion tennis players have no qualms about praising themselves to the skies. Well, I have noticed of late because it is only after stopping work that I have time to pay attention to such 'wu liao' things as what players say after their matches. They probably have been doing this all along.

Praise and positive comments about their opponents are rare. Even when they lose or don't play too well, they are just talking about me, me, me...

Take, for example, the reigning (2004) Wimbledon champions. Maria Sharapova, after her quarter-final win this year, had this to say of herself, 'When I'm down or when it's close in a match, I feel like I am still in it. Mentally I'm still really, really tough.' Roger Federer, on his chances at Wimbledon this year, 'Losing so few matches over the last two years, you start to feel you cannot be beaten, just like Roddick was on hard courts and Rafael Nadal on clay.' Hello... whatever happened to good old-fashioned humility? What about 'So-and-so played well today but somehow I managed to turn the golden key.' Or something like that... After all, very often, the opponents do play well and are not washouts.

And what about Venus Williams after her quarter-final, 'I've been in the last four so many times. I know what I'm doing', when she didn't have an easy match. Not to mention her sister whining a couple of days before that she was not used to losing.

Such a lovely and entertaining game, unfortunately played best by people with such overwhelming belief in themselves. Well, the game is pretty egocentric by nature, I suppose. Oh well...

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