Yes, I'm Still Going On About Roddick. Bite Me.

Jon Wertheim demanded us his Twitter followers to read this article, and just like lemmings we went and did. Don't look at me that way. When I said I was a new fan, I was being serious.

Joe Posnanski did a good job of explaining why he (and I) likes Roddick much better after he lost at Wimbledon. Somehow his fight compels you to relate to him.

Andy Roddick is not George Bailey. He's not ordinary. He's the No. 6 tennis player in the world. He's a multi-multi-millionaire tennis player married to a swimsuit model. He hops around the world and hosts Saturday Night Live and probably wouldn't even want to win the lottery because of the tax complications.

But here's the thing: He wanted to win Wimbledon. I mean, yes, of course he wanted to Wimbledon, but you could see from the first point on that he WANTED to win Wimbledon, that it was hugely important to him, that it was everything to him. You could surmise from his look and intensity that this was, in fact, what he had been dreaming about since he was a little boy. This was his moment, and few really thought he could win. As soon as the match began -- Roddick facing off against maybe the greatest tennis player ever on his favorite surface -- I felt like it was Roddick staring into the mirror and asking himself that same question that I think most people ask themselves at some point in their lives: "Am I good enough?"

And, a video comes with the article. Andy's presser after his loss to Federer in AO 2007. Classic Roddick.

I wonder if it matters much to Andy that he may not have won Wimbledon but amassed more fans? Hmm.

Meanwhile, the now strangely likable Andy was spotted in Soho yesterday getting some retail therapy with wife.