[gazzae]

I think reading the bbc live report of the match is better than watching it!

The two players walk out into the sunshine to cheers and applause. Murray, iPod headphones in, is carrying a bag of iced water and the usual enormous racquet bag. The other enormous thing is his hair - the curly mop is reminiscent of Bob Dylan's circa the Blonde On Blonde album.

Baghdatis goes to 30-0 in rapid time, allows Murray back in briefly and then closes the game out with a good deep forehand. He is sporting a large white headband over his hair, which is pulled into a tight high ponytail. It's a very Sporty Spice 1997 look. Who does he think he is - some kind of superstar? (Note to Cypriot readers - that was not a serious comment).

Murray is crumbing before our eyes. It's two breaks and four games on the bounce for Baghdatis, and Murray errors are doing half the job for him. Baghdatis might be just 21 years old, but he's making as much of his opportunity as an old veteran - forcing Murray back and then hitting him with the drop shot sucker punch. Forget 3am phone calls from Sean Connery - it's right now that Murray needs James Bond, or at the very least Q with some sort of cunning tennis-related gadget.

His mother Judy watches on, wearing Terminator-like mirrored shades. How useful it would be if she could travel back in time like Arnie to the start of this match to warn her son of the tribulations ahead...

After serving well for the game, he spends the entire changeover lecturing the official about chalk dust in a flat - yet angry - monotone. On reflection, Judy Murray's shades are more Matrix than Terminator. You could see Carrie-Ann Moss in them for sure.