Garbiñe Muguruza should have the mien of a condemned prisoner – albeit one about to collect a minimum £940,000 – yet she manages to sound as if she were preparing for a picnic on Wimbledon Common instead of being delivered up to Serena Williams on Centre Court on Saturday.
Even by the standards of prepared non-speak in which modern elite athletes are annoyingly fluent, her protestation that the Wimbledon final was “just like the other matches” was pushing it.
If the gifted young Spaniard with the winning smile and the big game imagines Williams is going to be anything less than ruthless because she professes to be equally relaxed, she has badly misread her challenge.