Wimbledon Page #6

The fact is, in the end, the only thing|we shared was the downstairs toilet,

and she wasn't really keen on that.

I think what I'm trying to say|is that...

we'd forgotten just what an inspiration|you are to both of us.

That's meant to be the other way round,|I know, but...

And how very proud we are of you.

It's been a long time|since we've done this.

Too bloody long.

- [hoarsely] Dad?|- Mm?

- My back.|- Oh, God.

[sighs] Well, it's been|quite a fortnight, hasn't it?

Not just for Peter, for all of us.

I for one will admit,|and that's not a word I like much...

[Peter chuckles]

...but we could all do better|to love and support each other.

Unconditionally, without judgment,|without...

For God's sake, Carl,|stop biting your fingernails...

Augusta!

- You were saying, darling.|- Yes. Sorry.

I just wanted to propose a toast.

To the family. Our family.

- [aside] It's a trick.|- Our family.

[all] Our family.

- Oh, bloody marvellous.|- No, darling, we're bad luck.

If we came and you lost,|I'd never forgive myself.

I don't believe in luck anymore.

Listen,...

win or lose, and I can't see|how I'm possibly gonna win,

tomorrow will be my last|professional tennis match,

and I can't imagine the three of you|not being there, so please.

So what you're saying|is Jake's the safe bet, then?

I'm Chris Moyles.

Peter Colt, what an amazing man.

now I think he could...

BBC London 94.9.

It's here, it's Wimbledon finals day.

but I'm carried away. Come on, Colty!

Good luck, Mr Colt.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

The Four Seasons]

All the best, Mr Colt.

- Thank you.|- [bell]

- Thanks very much.|- [cheering and applause]

[man whoops]

Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Thanks.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

An Englishman in a final. Fantastic.

If you can win that cup, sir,|we'd all be so proud.

I'll do my best.

And I don't even like tennis.

[wild cheering]

[driver] Ready, sir?

Yeah, I think I am.

Colt, seen here in his teens,

to be his last competitive match.

Only a matter of days ago,

on the radar of tennis history.

Now he's become the man who...

Not to add to the pressure, Peter,

but you know the entire UK|is cheering you on today.

Yes.

Let's hope I don't disappoint them.

realistic hope two weeks ago that...

Lizzie,|I love you more than life itself,

but I can't turn off|every goddamn TV set in the UK.

I'm going for a walk.

Flight boards in half an hour.

make their way to Gate 9.

this remarkable run to?

against Tom Cavendish in the quarters,

and I played a more focused game...

...passionate game, er,...

to your question...

is, er, well, love.

- Really.|- Love of the game?

Yeah, love of the game, um...

But listen, you may have read about|Lizzie Bradbury and myself being...

involved, so to speak...

...but I'd like to take this opportunity|to set the record straight.

l read the papers this morning,

that Lizzie had let me down in some way.

That's just not the case.

The truth is I let her down.

I will always be truly sorry.

have their boarding passes ready

as boarding will commence...

pouring my heart out on television.

Or pouring my heart out at all.

Lizzie, sweetheart, there's something|I think you ought to see.

- [Peter] ...forgive me.

is the reason that I'm here today.

so thank you.

[Carillo] Thank you, Peter.

[aeroplane taking off]

[exhales]

I, um, have a new theory|of our life of tennis.

- Tell me.|- Well, it's simple, really.

You, um, hit the ball back over the net,

as hard, and as deep,...

- [door handle clicks]|- ...and as often as possible.

Sorry to disturb you, Peter.

The Members have invited you|to use the number one dressing room.

Oh, no, thank you, Danny.

- I think I'd rather stay here.|- Right.

That's what I told 'em you'd say.

[door closes]

Good luck, my friend.

[door closes]

Very soon, Colt and Hammond

under Centre Court.

is the highlight of a player's career.

Except for the butterflies, absolutely.

He can't just wear the hat.

We don't have an endorsement deal,|that's why.

- He knows the number.|- [cheering]

[Danny] Peter.

[exhales]

I tried to warn you about her.

By the way, how's the weak back?

It's fine. Thanks.

- How's the weak mind?|- [Danny] Gentlemen...

[huge roar]

F*** a duck.

He's lost only one set this tournament.

And he's had to beat Hewitt, Federer.

of Dragomir and Tom Cavendish,

has been a relative pushover.

[McEnroe] He's played great tennis,

more than a little overmatched today.

First set. Hammond to serve.

[cheering]

- [man] Come on, Peter.|- [Dieter whistles]

I gotta go.

[crowd chants] Peter! Peter!

- [umpire] Quiet, please.

[umpire] Ready?

- [umpire] Play.

[crowd falls silent]

[Hammond grunts]

- [umpire] 15-love.

[man] Come on, Colt.

- Yes, thanks, I'll be needing that.|- [crowd laughs]

"Thanks, I'll be needing that."

- [man] Come on, Colt.|- [man] Come on, Jake.

- Quiet, please.|- [girl] Come on, Jake.

- [grunts]|- [Peter strains]

[umpire] 30-love.

[crowd members shout encouragement]

- [Hammond grunts]|- [boy cries out]

[crowd gasps]

was on the receiving end

in professional tennis. 144mph.

OK. That reminds me how lucky I was,

when they used wood rackets

and things were a lot slower.

[crowd members shout]

It's one thing to humiliate me,

the boy. Now you're going down.

Oooh.

[Peter] Or maybe not.

[umpire] Colt to serve.

Love-15... Love-40...

Game and first set, Hammond.

Game, Hammond. New balls, please...

- [Peter grunts]

Hammond leads five games to two.

Love-30...

- [umpire] 15-40.

once again at break point.

[thunder]

another break

He seems lost out there, John.

[McEnroe] Lost and confused.

near total collapse of a player's game.

you have to wonder

Peter Colt's mind?

[Peter] Please, God. Please make it end.

[Peter grunts]

- [umpire] Game, Hammond.

Play is suspended.

What are you doing, lad? Get in here.

It ain't over till the handshake, lad.

I'm not really in the mood|for a pep talk.

Well, you'd better get ready for one.

Hi.

I thought you'd gone.

Yeah, me too.

Having a tough day?

Well, you know, disastrous.

Except for the fact that you didn't go|gooey when the ball boy got hit.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Why are you British|apologising all the time?

Don't apologise to me, I love you.

- Apologise to the people out there...|- What did you say?

- I said the whole country...|- No, the other bit.

I said I love you.

See that's very good news. I thought|I was alone in the love department.

Well, it turns out you've got company.

- I'm so sorry.|- If you say sorry one more time,

- you're gonna be sorry.|- About the other night.

Stop it. Forget about that.|This is about you.

Go out there and decide who you are.

- Who might that be?|- That might be a winner.

Please be patient, Mr Hammond.|Please sit down.

Did he flee the building with the rain?

- I think he's in the lavatory.|- Isn't that a comfort break?

- Yes, they are allowed one.|- If he's got a gippy tummy...

So if he doesn't come back...

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