With Wimbledon around the corner and the grass court season now in full swing, I really wished I could be in London right now basking in the sun while enjoying some
hot tennis players good tennis matches. The first half of summer in London usually meant getting up at ungodly hours for a spot in the famous Wimbledon queue or to make it to one of the ‘lower category’ tournaments.
The AEGON Championships at Queen’s Club was the first ever one I ever went to and yes, it is as posh and pretentious at it sounds. This almost 130 year-old tennis club serves as one of the major warm-up venues for Wimbledon and despite being ‘just’ that, it probably is one of the most expensive tournaments ever (for that level). Ridiculous pricing, sometimes as expensive as Slams, if not more.
Us commoners (mostly me) can usually show up the weekend before the actual event to watch qualifying matches for free – more of an excuse to be honest for some tennis stalking. Most of tennis players participating in the event will usually be practising on the outside courts during that time, so it’s a good chance to come up close. They’re even up for a quick chat if they’re in a good mood (or if it’s raining and they’re stuck with you in the main tunnel that connects main courts to the parking).
I did however get to experience how the other half lived, the last time I was there in 2012. No, I wasn’t as crazy as to buy myself those over-priced tickets. I entered a competition on twitter and ended up being one of the winners (these things actually happen). The whole package included a masterclass with Judy Murray (tennis coach and mother of Andy Murray, if you must know), exclusive entry to Crown Club (where the posh people hang out) and centre court tickets, which ended up being unused because by the time we decided to head there, play had been cancelled due to rain.
It did mean that all the players would be gathering by the parking lot to sign out before leaving, basically heaven for us.
The reason we had been a bit late in getting some tennis action like proper tennis fans should – we had been too busy pretending to be posh, stuffing ourselves on free cupcakes and ice cream in the club. We did get to watch the Bryan brothers from the balcony though. Fair enough reason, me thinks!