This is what's known as funny.

As for Tim...well, at the risk of reviving the clash of the titans with Mr T Hames:

Tim. I mean, Tim. Has there ever been a more appropriate name for a tennis player than Tim. Try yelling a full-throated 'come on, Tim'. See what I mean? It's not possible. You have to squeak it in a shrill whine, which says all that you need to know about the man himself. For four years he has got into the semi-finals, an oh-so-typically British performance: far enough not to be humiliating to his fans but, in the end, completely useless. To winners, the only thing which counts is, well, winning. Not coming fourth.

Mind you, it's such an appropriate name for a tennis player. Tennis is, after all, the sport for people who don't like sport.