Something in the water at the Grauniad

The Grauniad’s sports bloggers don’t seem to have a particularly firm grip on reality.

Back in 2003, Scott Murray - who was supposed to be covering the India/New Zealand ODI - went off on a _Network-_grade rant about how much he hates having to get up at 6:30 to go to work in a miserable gray city that he doesn’t even like. (I can sympathise.)

And yesterday, Xan Brooks’s coverage of the third day of Wimbledon went horribly, horribly awry

7.45pm: What happens if we steal their rackets? If we steal their rackets, the zombies can no longer hit their aces and thump their backhands and keep us all prisoner on Court 18. I’m shocked that this is only occurring to me now. Will nobody run onto the court and steal their rackets? Are they all too scared of the zombies’ clutching claws and gore-stained teeth? Steal their rackets and we can all go home. Who’s with me? Steal their rackets and then run for the tube.

And then, as far as I can tell, he went on to write the captions for the Grauniad’s photo gallery of the Isner-Mahut match. Sample caption: OH MY GOD WILL SOMEBODY JUST PLEASE MAKE IT STOP.

Is there something in the water at Grauniad central?