It was the sight no one expected, but everyone absolutely adored. Andy Murray, two-time Wimbledon champion and certified British national treasure, was spotted last Tuesday doing the school run—not in sleek tennis whites, not even in athleisure chic, but in gloriously oversized grey joggers, a hoodie that had definitely seen better days, and what one eyewitness described as “dad trainers of the highest order.”
Cue social media meltdown. “Has Andy retired or just surrendered to comfort?” one fan posted, alongside a blurry paparazzi snap of Murray hoisting a Hello Kitty backpack with the steely determination usually reserved for Davis Cup matches. Another tweet declared, “He looks like every tired British dad who’s done three drop-offs and still hasn’t had his coffee. I’ve never felt closer to him.”
Speculation about his retirement swirled faster than a second-serve slice. The joggers were baggy. The trainers untied. Was this a signal? Was Andy using school-run fashion to hint at his exit from tennis? Or had he simply leaned all the way into the delightfully chaotic world of parenting?
Insiders weren’t helpful. One family friend was quoted (unofficially, of course) as saying, “Andy’s just embracing the dad life—he still trains, but if the kids are late for school, the tennis shoes stay in the locker.” Others pointed to the fact that he was seen fumbling with a juice box and muttering something that sounded suspiciously like “Why does the baby always hide my keys?”
It’s a far cry from Centre Court, where every outfit is carefully curated, every hair in place, and every movement analyzed by millions. But this was Andy unfiltered—hood up, expression equal parts “I love my kids” and “I miss room service.” And honestly? He’s never looked more relatable.
Of course, Andy himself had no comment—unless you count the bemused shrug he gave to a nosy neighbour who asked if he was “done with the sport thing.” Classic Murray: dry, deadpan, and wearing joggers that probably predate his first Slam.
Meanwhile, fashion critics on Twitter had a field day. “Joggers that scream ‘I used to play elite sport but now just play Cocomelon on repeat,’” one user quipped. Another: “Those aren’t joggers—they’re surrender flags stitched into legwear.”
Whether he’s officially retired or simply off-duty, one thing’s clear: Andy Murray’s next great chapter may be less Grand Slam and more Granddad Energy—and we’re totally here for it.
