It was my dad who introduced me to this thing called Wimbledon back when I was seven years old. He got up one Saturday morning in July of 1979, turned on the local NBC station, Channel 8 (WFLA) and watched something being called “Breakfast At Wimbledon.” He was interested in the men’s final, being aired for the first time live back to the United States from England. An upstart pro named Roscoe Tanner was facing the reigning ice man of the grass courts, Bjorn Borg. Borg won the match in five sets, but Tanner was highly praised for giving the best player in the world such a hard battle.
So here I sit at a computer on June 30, 2012, watching a different looking Wimbledon, or at least it appears as such on TV. NBC gave up the televised rights to Wimbledon last night, and now the Tour De France has replaced it on their schedule. The Peacock was given to airing a lot of Wimbledon on their schedule, which meant you would see a great deal of it on tape-delay. You could listen to Radio Wimbledon or follow a given match on the Internet and get the result you’re interested in long before NBC got around to airing it prior to the Saturday and Sunday finals. It wasn’t how the biggest tennis tournament in the world should be handled.