It Was Very Unusual For A Boy

I Got Married, Going To Become Father Soon, Being No. 1 In The Sport That I Love With All My Heart. I Mean, It's Pretty Awesome.

I Lost To A Better Player Who Played Some Courageous Tennis And Deserved To Win.

I Remember As A Kid, I Was Improvising And Making Little Trophies Out Of Different Materials And Going In Front Of The Mirror, Lifting The Trophies And Saying 'nole Was The Champion!'

Mangling My Racket And An Odd Swearword On The Court Is Not Something I Am Proud Of And It Shouldn't Happen, But Even My Coaches Have Told Me That It's Sometimes Better To Let It All Out, The Anger Inside You, Because Keeping It Bottled Would Just Eat You Up In The Long Term.

As A Kid I Was Creative.