You Know My Dad Pushed Me To

It's No Accident, I Think, That Tennis Uses The Language Of Life. Advantage, Service, Fault, Break, Love, The Basic Elements Of Tennis Are Those Of Everyday Existence, Because Every Match Is A Life In Miniature. Even The Structure Of Tennis, The Way The Pieces Fit Inside One Another Like Russian Nesting Dolls, Mimics The Structure Of Our Days. Points Become Games Become Sets Become Tournaments, And It's All So Tightly Connected That Any Point Can Become The Turning Point. It Reminds Me Of The Way Seconds Become Minutes Become Hours, And Any Hour Can Be Our Finest. Or Darkest. It's Our Choice.

I Got A Hundred Bucks Says My Baby Beats Pete's Baby. I Just Think Genetics Are In My Favour.

But, I Would Say When I Was Four Years Old And I Was At The Alan King Tennis Tournament And I Was Hitting With All The Pros That Would Come To Town. They Would Get Me On The Court Or Take Notice And That Stayed With Me.

Now That I've Won A Slam, I Know Something Very Few People On Earth Are Permitted To Know. A Win Doesn't Feel As Good As A Loss Feels Bad, And The Good Feeling Doesn't Last Long As The Bad. Not Even Close.

To Be Inspired - That's The Secret.