What's between your ears ....?

Watching the Wimbledon tennis championships, I was rather disappointed that Roger Federer, acknowledged by his piers to be the finest player ever, even by his conqueror Rafael Nadal - was 'ground down' and lost to the latter's demolishing attacks. 'tis pity that over the years a sport has been degraded to such a violent, aggressive and ill-mannered activity. Ironically, John Mc. Enroe, the American champion of yesteryear who was a commentator, remarked "you can't just have talent, you have to have something between the ears" referring to a player who has not developed his amazing ability. Guess who it was that started the discgraceful displays of bawling at the umpire and bringing the game in to disrepute, becoming known as "Superbrat " ? Yes, none other than himself !! His was mainly responsible for the ensuing number of players grunting, snorting, growling, disrespectfully shouting at umpires, lines people, and officials - some even releasing 'constipated shrieks' as they bombard their opponent - t-t-t-ttt. Had I been there I might have been tempted to join in the vocal displays, pre-empting the player and agreeing to stop disturbing them when they followed suit ! (At one opera performance I was sitting in the fourth row of the stalls and was disturbed by the conductor 'snorting' very loudly just before every character sang, warning him in the interval, that if he didn't stop this unseemly and uneccessary behaviour which was disturbing a beautifully sung performance, I'd snort fractionally before him. "oow will you know what to do" ? "I know the piece well - try me ...." He did, and after a few minutes of 'snort'-'snort' in quick succession - he desisted. Apparently many had tried to curb his un-professional habit, and I was told later that he never did it again. Apparently that was his way of cueing the cast - even though there was a perfectly competent prompter in the box about three meters ahead of him, facing the stage - now you know what's between my ears, and be careful if you attend a performance with me...oooops ! Naughty...) Watching some clips of earlier Wimbledon champions it was such a relief to observe the players exhibiting more mental and 'normal' athletic skill (no Mr.or Miss. Universe clones, or gutteral noises) and less anger, even smiling as they played...would you believe ? No wonder so many say 'Ah yes, those were the days' ...nostalgia .... comes to us all in the end....which is where we are right now, for today ...k..p b.......g...