I have to admit I was one of those sceptics who didn't think Andy Murray would ever win a Grand Slam. Like Ken Norton in the boxing ring or Jimmy White on the snooker table, Murray would always find one too good, despite his obvious talent.
If there was a defining moment of change, it was probably in defeat... to Roger Federer at Wimbledon. I know many of you saw his post-match tears as "weakness", but such a public show of emotion struck a chord with many and was a first glimpse of the person behind the persona.
That affection was boosted by the strength of support behind Team GB and Murray's avenging defeat of Federer to win the gold medal was the real on-court breakthrough.
The epic five-set success over Novak Djokovic overnight proved that Murray has the mental as well as the physical attributes required to become a sporting champion. At Wimbledon, he completed his journey from boy to man... at Flushing Meadow, he made an even bigger jump... from Scottish to British!
All my own work... almost.