By Mert
Ertunga
Sunday, June 29th, 2003
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London newspapers are busy, the Wimbledon train station is buzzing, strawberry
consumption is up, and cream is flowing with abandon in the vicinity of Church
Road.
Despite the grass-court season getting shorter by the decade and losing its
relevance in the calendar of ATP and WTA Tours, Wimbledon remains legendary
and in full throttle in terms of popularity. On Thursday of the first week,
the all-time attendance record for that day was broken with 41,000+ people
entering the gates of the All England Club.
It seems Gustavo Kuerten had his share of reality-check. After a series of
injuries which resulted in the erosion of his confidence and the fall of
his ranking, Guga perhaps realized that he can no longer afford to turn his
nose up to the greatest tournament in tennis, yet still be considered one
of the "elite" in the business.
So he made the trip to Wimbledon. He lost in the second-round to an
always-dangerous Todd Martin. Nevertheless, it was the right move for Guga,
one that is far better than the one made last year when he chose to go surfing
with his friends on the coasts of Brazil.
Albert Costa and Alex Corretja are still a step behind Guga. They both cited
various injuries and managed to be absent not only from Wimbledon, but from
the grass court season all together. The last grass court match that Corretja
played was in 2001, a 6-0, 6-2 loss to Frenchman Jerome Gollmard in the
first-round of Halle, Germany. At the time, that was his first match on grass
in three years. Costa has not played Wimbledon for the last four years.
Carlos Moya is also a no-show. It seems the same scenario repeats every year,
where many Spanish players develop injuries during grass-court season, only
to magically be cured and play a month of continuous clay-court tournaments
immediately following Wimbledon. Just keep your eyes on Gstaad, Switzerland
and Bastad, Sweden, the site of the two clay-court tournaments immediately
following Wimbledon. Hey, at least they have not declared that "grass is
for cows," a la Marcelo Rios! Still, they could learn from Juan Carlos
Ferrero.
Juan Carlos Ferrero never had to face this "reality-check" moment since he
is always willing to bite the bullet and put his best effort forth every
year at Wimbledon which usually amounts to a second- or third-round appearance.
His "reality-check" is happening right here, this week.
With a brand-new confidence (his coach said he woke up "a different man"
on the morning following his victory in Paris) and outlook towards his potential
after winning Roland Garros, Juan Carlos now believes in his ability to be
the best tennis player on the world for years to come. What better chance
than to prove that to himself this week, on his least-favorite surface? His
draw has no easy players, but none that will put true doubt into his mind
until the middle of the second week.
No, it is not "reality-check" time for Tim Henman, but rather for British
fans that seem to be blaming Henman for every failure of British tennis.
For starters, the Lawn Tennis Association has been a failure in spreading
the sport to the streets of England, experiencing a high turnover rate at
the position of Director of Tennis. With above-average volleys, average ground
strokes, slightly above-average serves, and with just decent foot-speed,
Henman has somehow managed to enter the top-10 and reach the semis for the
last four years at Wimbledon under immense pressure.
Yet, he is constantly debased by his country's fans that seem to be indifferent
to the repeated failures of so-called promising British up-and-comers who
somehow never get up and come, like Arvind Parmar, Alex Bogdanovich, and
a few others. Now there is a bunch in need of "reality-checks," along with
British tennis fans. None of them made it to the third-round, fans will only
a say a few words here and there. But wait until poor Timmy loses. He will
be stamped as the ultimate "failure" in the land that created the game of
tennis.
Meanwhile, Lleyton Hewitt does not have to worry about being associated with
failure. He has gone past that already with two Grand Slam titles, two Masters
Cup titles, and by finishing the last two seasons as the top player in the
world. The "reality-check" for him to face at the moment is the question
of whether he is "the man," or was his success largely owed to his previous
coach, Darren Cahill, who now coaches Andre Agassi?
It is also "reality-check" time for some players who possess an attacking
style of tennis, yet ever seem to do well in London. A big serve-and-volley
player like Max Mrnyi has yet to make it to the second week in Wimbledon.
Masters Cup participant and a regular top-15 player Jiri Novak has disappeared
quickly in previous Wimbledon appearances. It seems the fast-moving, big-serving
Younous El Aynaoui should do well here, but never does. Mark Phillippoussis
is quietly here, as well, trying not to have a quiet exit as it has been
the case in the past.
How about Andy Roddick? With a new coach and a recent grass-court title in
his bag, Wimbledon should be the medicine he may need to break-through in
Grand Slams. Let's face it, he has the biggest serve in the game at this
moment, and is coming off career victories against the best in the world,
just recently.
The common factor with all these players just mentioned is that they are
all still here, well alive in the third-round.
Last, but not the least, it's "reality-check" time for the skies. It has
been meticulously sunny and toasty above the Centre Court with only a very
minor delay on one day so far. Perhaps it would be just fine with us if the
skies decide to deny reaching this stage, remain as-is, and postpone that
"reality-check" issue until next year.
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