Good mornin'. I just filed a post for ESPN wrapping up the WTA year, in which the main story was the inability of an impressive cast of characters to wrest the no. 1 ranking way from Serena Williams. It ought to be live by noon.
In another bit of WTA business, I had an email the other day from Ana Ivanovic's agent, Gavin Versi. He noticed that in a recent blog entry, I suggested that his popular and mild-mannered client had failed to mention or adequately explain how her ascent to no. 1 to 2008 had contributed to her struggles at the end of that year and beyond. I implied that she was in a state of denial about that process.
Gavin wanted to me to know that this wasn't true, so he sent along this extract from a recent interview with Ana in Vogue magazine. I quote it in full:
Ana, Ana, Ana. Her fans have begun to wonder. What has happened?
Ivanovic smiles serenely at the question. (Imagine being 21 and grilled about your failures: “Why, exactly, did your last paper on Henry James suck so badly?”)
“Becoming number one was great, but it was tough,” she answers in her rapid-fire English. “All of a sudden, everybody is chasing you. I wanted to stay there really badly, and I was thinking, Oh, now I have to work really hard to stay there.” The problem is, she was already working hard. She is the first to admit that she isn’t necessarily the most gifted player (growing up, she usually finished number two), but she has endured through sheer force of will. “Talent will only take you so far,” she says. “Tennis is all about personality. Sometimes you get bored. It can be really monotonous. But you have to see the big picture and keep working.”
It is, however, possible to work too hard. “Maybe I am a bit of a perfectionist,” she continues. “The pressure from the media was so intense, it was overwhelming, and that’s when I got injured.” It happened in Spain, where she had gone to recover after her lackluster Wimbledon performance by training with some male players. “Hitting the ball hard is a release of the tension for me,” she says. The more pressure, the more tension. The more tension, the more she needed the release. Something had to give. Her thumb, to be exact.
Well, I'm sorry I missed that. I'd like to plead "guilty with an explanation": My subscription to Vogue expired and I didn't even notice it until a friend asked if I'd seen the annual fall "handbags and accessories" issue.
Seriously, though, thanks Gavin. My bad.
This is the place to talk tennis for the day; I'll be back later with that Agassi post.
-- Pete