Mini-picspam: Average Joe
It is truth universally acknowledged that all extraordinary men must – at times – descend onto the level of the “Average Joe”, just to prove that he can be ordinary if he really wanted to. This surely must be the reason behind Wogie’s bizarre grey, collarless Miami outfit that looked more appropriate for the practice courts than the flashing camera lights of a show court.
But it makes sense to some degree: it is hardly the ambition of the Average Joe to skip around looking like Neapolitan ice cream on a tennis court. But dressing up a giant, moving slate? Total stud.
Well, as “pedestrian” as he can be with that watch, and that hair, and the kind of tan that screams “I spent my summer sunbathing in Corsica with my twin mangos“.
Slip slap slop, Wogie. Slip slap slop!