I Don't Go Out There To Love

I Can't Say That I Was My Happiest On Court, But I Felt Completely Free. Free From Family Obligations, Free From My Own Torment. In A Real Sense I Was A Different Person. It Was A Place Where I Could Not Tolerate The Idea Of Being Beaten. I Psyched Myself Up Into A State Where I Felt Something Close To Hatred Towards My Opponent, A State Where I Detested The Idea Of Someone Making His Name At The Expense Of Jimmy Connors. I Was In My Element On Court, Measuring Myself Against Someone Else. I Was Not Competitive For Show. It Came From Deep Within.

People Don't Seem To Understand That It's A Damn War Out There.

Back In East St. Louis, Tennis Wasn't The Real Thing. If You Weren't Playing Baseball, Basketball, Football, You Were Kind Of On The Outside.

No, Like I Said, My Dad Was Never Really Part Of The Tennis. His Involvement Around What I Did With The Tennis And With My Mom And My Grandparents Was Really Not A Part Of My Life.

Equality? They Ought To Play The Women's Final On Opening Day. Everybody Knows Who's Going To Be In It.