Two posts in one day, I know, but I couldn’t miss an opportunity to celebrate some pretty big news for British tennis fans. This weekend, we played in a Davis Cup semi-final for the first time since 1981. Unfortunately, for various reasons, I wasn’t able to be there in person as I have with previous ties. And I missed the action on Friday because of work commitments, but I’ve been glued to the TV for the past two days, biting my nails and waiting to see if we’d make it to our first final in 37 years.
And – oh, right – we beat Australia, which means we’re IN THE DAVIS CUP FINAL.
Now for anyone who doesn’t know what that means – the Davis Cup, as the commentary team were keen to remind us all weekend, is the World Cup of tennis, where you support a country rather than an individual player. We’ve been supporting the team for years; my mum and I were even members of the ‘small but loyal‘ group of fans who went all the way to Lithuania in 2010 – where the British team got defeated, leaving them teetering on the brink of relegation to the lowest possible group. And now, suddenly, here we are in the final, with a chance to win the title for the first time since 1936. So hopefully you can see why I’m just a bit excited.
Our opponents in the final will be Belgium, who beat Argentina this afternoon. We were hoping for an Argentina win, which would have meant the final would be played in the UK, but hey. I’ve never been to Belgium. And it’s a good opportunity to pick up some chocolate – which I might need for stress relief, because it could get tense…
Congrats, Team GB. It’s been a crazy ride, and let’s hope it doesn’t stop here.