Don’t label me . . .
I’ve long been a fan of Martina Navratilova – from her 1973 debut at Wimbledon when the wonderful Dan Maskell and every umpire that year seemed to struggle to pronounce her name, through to the amazing athlete she became as a serve and volley genius. I think I might well have watched every one of her 279 singles… Read More Don’t label me . . .
