I’ve given Andy Murray a hard time on quite a few occasions (and here and here!), but I’ve never once said he doesn’t have the talent to be a winner. I’ve questioned his bottle, his mentality, his attitude and I don’t like his dour demeanour, his apparent inability to smile or laugh or the way he looks. But I simply cannot fault his talent.
When on form, in the mood and confident, Murray can match and beat the best – or Federer and Nadal as they like to be called. He is a joy to be watch when his stars align, a fact that one of my heroes underlined on BBC Radio Five Live the other day when he called him a “genius”. None other than Scottish comedian Billy Connolly was on hand to see Murray destroy Jurgen Melzer in straight sets and said afterwards:
“That was great. I’ll be back for the final when he gets there, although I’ve got work to do. I don’t know what’s going to happen in this tournament, it keeps surprising me. My dream match would have been to watch Andy play Lleyton Hewitt because I think Lleyton’s amazing, I love his courageous heart, what he stands for.”
Despite my sometimes harsh words regarding Murray, his run up to this point, not least the 6-3, 6-1,6-1 thrashing of Melzer, has been ruthless. He looks like a man on a mission and I do believe he could go all the way here this year.
The shock defeat of Robin Soderling by Ukranian Alexandr Dolgopolov, Murray’s next opponent, only strengthens that belief. Sure, there’s a niggle in the back of my mind that following such an amazing performance the Scot tends to fall apart against lesser opposition and it is true that I wouldn’t be in the least bit surprised if that happens in the quarters against Dolgopolov but I’m going to have faith this time.
Something looks different. Murray looks different. Yes, 2011 could be his year and the Australian Open his first Grand Slam. I just wish he’d look a bit bloody happier about it!



