Oh, France. Ye of banned burqas, a lazy workforce, and a history of military failure. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'll eat your baguettes, cheese, and pastries, but come on mes amis, sometimes you make it so damn easy.
Your boy Gilles rolled his ankle today against some pasty, fro-haired, seemingly mismatched Scottish dude (well...he's winning again so maybe he's British, I don't know). It looked pretty bad. Clearly the Brit-Scot noticed (because he has two eyeballs) and decided, "Hey, I'm on clay. You know how I could end these points quicker? If I hit drop shots on a dude with a bum ankle. Yeah, I like drop shots anyway. So let's do that."
So he did. And it worked. And the crowd booed. A lot.
I mean, I'm sorry that after today no more Frenchies are in the Monte Carlo draw. I'm sorry that one of your own FFT coaches is suing one of your ridiculous hot pieces of meat and pretty much being a dick about it. I'm sorry that you just discovered that barrel-chested hoss of a dude kinda digs drag. And I'm sorry that Gael Monfils is still...a thing.
But booing Andy for being merciless on your poor Poussin to the point where he declined to do an on-court interview because he didn't think it'd be a smart move? How did all you Monte Carloans get your money? Clearly it wasn't through business, because if you think pitying your opponent is the way to go then you're kind of a sucky business person.
Oh, and Gilles said he would have done the same thing. So there!
In other news, ANDY HAS A WIN STREAK.
(Pics: AP, Getty)