The truth? You want to know the truth? Well, where do I
start...the truth is that as a player my game really isn’t as good as the other
guys on the tour and after having lost to guys like Federer and Nadal so many
times I realised I had enough of it. So instead of bouncing the ball maybe ten
or twelve times, now I bounce it sixteen to twenty times and hope that my
opponent has fallen asleep by the time I serve so that I get a free point.
Might sound cheap, but you have to do what you have to do to win.
Some people call me a smug git, and the truth is I am a smug
git, but only when I’m winning. When things don’t go my way I like to scream
and shout at my racquet, my shoes, my player’s box, the ball kids, anything
helps. But you know, people don’t really give me enough credit I think because
being a smug git all the time really takes its toll, especially when you see
the fact that I am even a smugger git when I get off the court.
I like to think that I’m pretty funny, you know, I
impersonate other tennis players a lot, especially the ones that are better
than me like Nadal and Sharapova. But I think Nadal may have taken a bit of
anger to my impersonation of him because he never let me win anymore.
On
winning, it seems like I only beat the top guys when they are sick or having an
off day or maybe they feel a bit sorry for me being number three for like three
years and only having one major which I pretty much win because I was the only
man left who wasn’t sick, injured, or too nervous playing in first grand slam
final. Last night before the match, I tease Roger about his daughter’s names
and he didn’t take it as joke. He said to me, I will play at 60% of my best
tonight and I will still win. I guess he needed 65%.
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