It feels weird to watch Murray win another Wimbledon, another Olympics like this... to wait for a major final knowing that he doesn't really have another mountain to climb, he just has to not fuck it up. I was actually getting a little bored in the Wimbledon final in the second and third sets, having to focus a bit more when it looked a tad dangerous that he might blow it, only to be quickly reassured when he played solid confident stuff in the tiebreak. Is this what it feels like to be primarily a big 3 fan?
Another Olympic gold is pretty sweet. It was painful against Fognini and Johnson, and the final was a lot more dramatic than expected, although that actually made it a lot better. 3 slams and 2 Olympic golds is a hell of a legacy.