It was completely unexpected, but I found myself mesmerised with the way Anna Ivanovic interacted with her spectators and how much she appeared to enjoy her tennis. Watching Sharapova felt suffocating, like all the joy in our lives were being sucked out, and even the smile at the end didn't help.

I woke up at about 5:30AM in my cold, clammy tent. By that time, the rain had managed to soak through the tent and a few drops of humidity were dropping on my face. I had slept for no more than three hours, and people were already outside the overnight queue, selling newspapers and food.

We were asked to pack up our tents and rejoin the queue before 6:45AM. The queue then moved forward quickly. At about 8AM, wristbands indicating our chosen courts were given out. I got a gold wristband which proudly said 'centre court'.

It wasn't until 9:00 that the ticket gates opened and we were able to buy our tickets. I was surrounded by tennis lovers, and the hours in queue passed much more quickly than I realised. At 9:25AM, I was inside the grounds of Wimbledon again, looking through the order of play. I quickly decided to rush onward to Court 13 to see the French Open Finalist, Ana Ivanovic.

I was blown away by her charm the moment she walked into the court. She played like Maria Sharapova did when she was 17. Ivanovic looked happy to be present, and seemed like she was there for the game, not for the money or the prestige. It was a refreshing first match and Ivanovic won, much to my delight. She later stayed close to the court to talk to fans, take photos with them, and gave several signatures.

I sacrificed the first set between Henman and Lopez to watch Ivanovic, predicting that the men’s match would last a while. It did, and the atmosphere at Henman's match was amazing. It took 5 sets for Lopez to beat Henman, after an amazing come back from 2 sets down by the British legend. It wouldn't be Wimbledon if I didn't see good old Henman lose so heroically.

I had extremely good seats on centre court, just 4 rows from the court and from an excellent vantage point. I later learned that the Wimbledon organisers appeared to save these seats for the ‘true’ tennis fans, ones who would queue all night long to perhaps see a tennis match if it wasn’t raining.

Sharapova was on centre court next in her 'swan lake' outfit. Surprisingly, I was underwhelmed by her style of play as well as her attitude on court. I started to understand why she was starting to lose some appeal, despite her looks, amongst tennis enthusiasts.

It is difficult to understand, but there didn’t seem to be any joy in the way she played. At one point, the man sitting next to me shouted out, “Come on Maria, give us a smile!” She maintained her straight face and played on like a robot.

Next on centre court was Nadal, but I decided to pop over to Court 13 where Daniela Hantuchova and Ana Ivanovic were playing doubles against a Chinese duo. To my surprise, once again and despite the fact that the Men’s number 2 was playing on Centre Court,  I stayed until the end of their match where Hantuchova and Ivanovic actually lost. They were a joy to watch and it’s a shame they couldn’t have stayed on a bit longer in the competition.

I would stay and come back to Wimbledon a few more times during those two weeks and managed to see many more tennis legends. I also received several emails and phone calls from my friends, world wide, about me being on tv during the Henman-Lopez match. Most importantly, I now know how it feels to be a part of a tennis match at Wimbledon and exactly how it feels to be here instead of only watching it on television.