Wimbledon Victory:Andy Murray Wins 2013 Men`s Final With Straight-Sets Victory Over Novak Djokovic.

 It was an epic display of resilience, perseverance and sheer guts, Andy Murray swapped his tennis kit for a tux last night to celebrate his historic Wimbledon victory at the glamorous Champion's Ball.
The tennis star attended the party at the InterContinental Park Lane Hotel in west London with the two leading ladies in his life - his girlfriend Kim Sears and mother Judy Murray.

The British number one arrived several hours late to the traditional champions' dinner - but after a tense game playing in temperatures nudging 50C (122F) - is it understandable the 26-year-old champion may have needed a quick nap.

Murray was greeted with rapturous applause as he lifted the Gentlemen's Singles Trophy at the dinner - he is the first British man to win Wimbledon since 1936, putting himself in line for a knighthood.
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 Murray looked overjoyed as he chatted to fellow party-goers at the Park Lane hotel, just hours after he finally filled the greatest void in British sport’s trophy cabinet at 5.24 yesterday afternoon, beating Novak Djokovic 6-4, 7-5, 6-4.

When Murray finally clinched the set 7-5, the Prime Minister was on his feet faster than the man behind him, Scotland’s First Minister, Alex Salmond.
The third set was exquisitely unenjoyable. Even Murray’s inscrutable coach, Ivan Lendl, started to show signs of the jitters, head down, hands fidgeting. As her son dropped another two-game advantage, Judy Murray’s meerkat poise started to droop. Perhaps the Murray of yesteryear would have started to wobble. But not this one.
On he fought, pulling back from 2-4 down to 5-4 up. Three championship points came and went. By the  fourth, David Cameron had one arm clasping the other, as if checking his own blood pressure.
Team Murray in the players’ box sat freeze-frame still. This would become the longest game of the entire match. Deuce after deuce. Ye gods this was awful. How many burgers and sausages were left immolating on abandoned barbecues as this dragged on? It was just as well there was no sign of the tennis-mad Duchess of Cambridge.
With just days until her due date, this sort of experience could have induced the first royal birth in South London since Elizabeth I came into the world at Greenwich.