Fresh from the shame of thinking a female sheep was called a "baaaah" during the Weakest Link, Andy Roddick has taken another blow to his pride.
Roddick was mauled by Dennis the Menace
In the current edition of The Beano, big-serving A-Rod takes a pasting from none other than Dennis the Menace.
Dennis' secret to beating Roddick is his unique training regime.
He ties some sausages around his waist and allows Gnasher the dog to chase him round the garden. Something for Roddick's rivals to think about, maybe?
As well as having the hopes of the nation on his shoulders, Tim Henman is facing a responsibility of a completely different kind on Saturday.
Britain's number one will carry the Olympic torch around the All England Club before his third-round match against Hicham Arazi.
Henman will receive the torch from Sir Roger Bannister at 1100 BST before handing it over over to Virginia Wade.
"I'm unbelievably excited about it, it's a huge honour," said Henman.
It doesn't come around too often, the chance of a bit of personal glory by catching a ball that lobs into the crowd in a packed Wimbledon court.
The opportunity presented itself to yours truly during Amelie Mauresmo's clash against Jennifer Hopkins.
The ball looped kindly over my head after Hopkins skied her attempt at reaching one of Mauresmo's serves.
However I tamely spilled the ball behind me into the lap of Hopkins' coach - I'm blaming the sunshine.
TIM PAYS PENALTY
The English contingent at Wimbledon on Friday morning were still smarting from their team's agonising Euro 2004 exit.
A few of the fans heading for Henman Hill were still wearing their England shirts, but one summed up the sombre mood by explaining: "We're in mourning."
But if Tim Henman thought the public might now turn their full attentions to his title campaign, he was wrong.
He arrived for his first match of the tournament on Centre Court to be greeted by a very sparse crowd.
It's amazing how teachers can cleverly adapt lessons these days to suit the current affairs of the day.
Over my cornflakes this morning my 10-year-old daughter Sacha was telling me about her biology class with her teacher, Mr Wildgust.
"Did you know, daddy?" she said. "If you unravel two human lungs they would have roughly the same surface area as a doubles court at Wimbledon."
Amazing, but I'm not sure the All England Tennis Club will test it out!