Growing up there was one Sunday a year that my mother would let me miss church…. Wimbledon Finals. There were a lot of good memories packed into the two weeks leading up to the men’s final. Time well spent with my grandfather watching as many matches as we could. And during those two weeks at some point there would be a commentary made on the traditions of Wimbledon and Kipling’s “If” would be recited. The final camera shot of the […]