A game played by boring cunts and watched by boring cunts. Look at Andy Murray, not only is he as miserable looking as Theresa May's undoubtedly minging minge, but he has all the personality of a mouldy potato. A sort of Scottish cuntato if you will. Watching this shit makes me want to drive pointed sticks into each one of my eye sockets. One cunt hits the ball one way only for a second cunt to hit the bastard thing back again. This process continues indefinitely until I begin to consider whether my time would be better spent sawing through my own legs. Doubles is marginally more entertaining although still an absolute atrocity of a boring four-way cuntfest.