Wimbledon is the pretty pretty princess (in a good way) of Grand Slams, and as such can get away with a fair amount of mincing without anyone raising an eyebrow. Which brings me to this: They have a poet. Wimbledon is going to have its own poet laureate, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Someone Thought It Would Be A Good Idea For Wimbledon To Have Its Own Poet
British comedian and poet Matt Harvey is the first bard summoned, charged with writing “on all things Wimbledon.” The All England Club said that includes everything “from umpires and racket stringers to the ball boys and ball girls; from the grass and its bounce to rain and the roof; strawberries and cream and all the unfolding drama of the matches and players.“Hooooo boy. Here’s his first offering, which barely even rhymes:
In “Grandest of Slams,” he writes of the tournament, “Where tough tennis cookies have cracked and then crumbled in/Top seeds have stumbled, have tumbled, been humbled in/Wimbledon.”
If the U.S. Open tried this, we’d probably be subjected to the crooning ministrations of Larry the Cable Guy, so let’s all give a moment of solemn thanks for this frivolity being contained on an island across an ocean.











