Les Yeux d'Irina: Validation...
Published May 28, 2012 12:00
Monday, May 28, 2012
It was a hell of a match, excuse my French. Three hour battle against a veteran clay courter that probably has tenfold the amount of tour experience compared to me.
You know how people always say they love winning? Well, I personally hate losing more than I love winning. So yesterday, I told myself that I wasn't going to lose. And you know what, she played great. It was a three hour plus match, extremely hot conditions, and she competed like a champ. But after hitting that down the line winner on match point---the feeling was unreal.
Sure, Ashe at the US Open last year was extraordinary due to the scenario and because of sentimental reasons, and it was against a seed---yadda yadda yadda, but a win at the French? That tastes like Nutella in my mouth. I got asked by a reporter yesterday whether I consider it a good win--I looked at him straight in the eyes and said "Last time I checked, any win at the French Open is a good win."
It's validation. It's rewarding. It's confirmation. Knowing that my team and I did everything in our power to get the win. That's the first thing that comes to mind. Knowing that Kim and I killed it in the gym and prepared me in the best possible way to handle the heat. Knowing that Jeff and I worked on a correct game plan and I was able to execute it repeatedly.
The winning isn't the part that you think about----you think about the hours spent in the gym and on the court. It's that extra ball you run for. It's the extra sprint you do.
That's the reason you win tennis matches.
Doesn't matter if you have the better contract. Doesn't matter if you have the more expensive racquets. Doesn't matter if you're wealthy or if you're dirt poor.
I once heard that "Luck is created when opportunity meets luck." It's all true.
Ever heard a tennis player say that their opponent was getting lucky? That's practice my friends. "The more I practice, the luckier I get." Tiger was right when he said that.
And you know what, I was so freakin' happy yesterday.
I know that I never talk about tennis in any of these blogs, but thought you guys would enjoy sharing this victory with me.
Oh, and you know what? It's only my FIRST round.
A few minutes after I won the match, I went on the bike to cool down, and I already started thinking about how I am going to play my second round match.
Remember friends, hate losing more than you love winning---it'll get you far.
An American in Paris