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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.

I Don't Go Out There To Love My Enemy. I Go Out There To Squash Him.

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.

The Minute You Think You Know Everything About Tennis Is The Minute Your Game Starts Going Down The Tubes.

There Is Only One Number One. It Is A Lonely Spot But It Has Got The Best View Of All.