TV reports from the grass-court tennis in Wimbledon usually start with a view of the precision-straight lines of the mower. Not worthy of comment, right ? Wrong. It seems that one day there was a minor kink in one of the lines and the TV commentator briefly remarked on it. Seems that the obsessionally meticulous mower guy needed care to recover from the public shaming and derision and go back to his job. In more recent times this triviality would have gone viral on the 'net and crucified him.
