I Hate To Lose More Than I

I Had True Rivalries. Not Only Did I Want To Beat My Opponent, But I Didn't Want To Let Him Up, Either. I Had A Rivalry With Mac, Lendl, Borg. Everybody Knew There Was Tension Between Us, On Court And Off. That's What's Really Ingrained In My Mind: 'this Is Real. This Isn't A Soft Rivalry.' There Were No Hugs And Kisses.

People Don't Seem To Understand That It's A Damn War Out There. Maybe My Methods Aren't Socially Acceptable To Some, But It's What I Have To Do To Survive. I Don't Go Out There To Love My Enemy. I Go Out There To Squash Him.

For The Last Five Or Six Years The Most Important Thing In My Life Has Been My Family.

I Hate To Lose More Than I Like To Win. I Hate To See The Happiness On Their Faces When They Beat Me!

It Was Okay For Wayne Gretzky's Dad, For Instance, To Give Him A Hockey Stick, Or Joe Montana's Dad To Give Him A Football, Or Larry Bird's Dad To Give Him A Basketball, But It Wasn't Okay For Gloria Connors To Give Her Son A Tennis Racquet.