It's Shocking How Little There Is To

I'm Going To Have To Pick My Shots And Play Great Tennis.

My Father Actually Moved Out From Chicago Just So He Could Play Tennis 365 Days A Year, So It Was - It Was A Place We Played Every Day. We Played Before School. We Played After School. We Woke Up. We Played Tennis. We Brushed Our Teeth In That Order.

You'll Hear A Lot Of Applause In Your Life, But None Will Mean More To You Than That Applause From Your Peers. I Hope Each Of You Hears That At The End.

It's Shocking How Little There Is To Do With Tennis When You're Just Thinking About Nothing Except Winning Every Point.

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.