Sometimes it feels like every Andy Murray grand slam victory follows exactly the same pattern.
His 5-7 7-6 (7/3) 6-0 6-2 win over Richard Gasquet in the French Open quarter-finals was definitely a case in point. It goes something like this...
Everything starts calmly enough. Maybe it's not going so well, but don't worry about it. He's in control.
Then he loses the first set and gets really, really frustrated with himself.
The second set is touch and go - and Murray can't understand why the universe seems to be against him.
As the set heads towards a tie-break he shouts at himself, the people in his box, anyone who'll listen.
He calls on himself to focus.
Then he wins the tie-break and gets his game face on.
After that it's pretty much plain sailing.
He's in control, no biggie.
It's fist pumps and roars all the way.
Then it's handshakes all round.
And he celebrates with the closest thing he can manage to a smile.
See you in the semi-finals, Stan Wawrinka.