This was really really good. Contextualizing the transition between The Big Three Era / the alleged Lost Generation / and Sincaraz was masterfully done. I especially liked the final chapter bringing it all together.
I've been a tennis fan for a long time-albeit a sporadic one. My first idols were the Williams sisters and then I went on to admire Federer's efforts on the ATP side of things. His style entertained me the most out of the Big Three so I watched him more but I think the most thrilling ATP match I personally watched live on tv was Nadal v. Djokovic at the 2012 Australian Open. My ability to keep up with the tours waned to the point that I tuned in mostly to watch Andy Murray's Wimbledon matches in 2012, 2013, 2015 and 2016 (his desire to win Wimbledon had captured my attention so much that I looked forward to his match just as much as Federer's!); Wawrinka v. Djokovic matches; and Serena Williams play at Wimbledon annually and some of her final games of her last year on tour.
I remember watching the Osaka v. Williams at the 2018 Us Open and the unfortunate racist tirades and art posted in the aftermath. I also remembered watching Osaka v. Gauff at the 2019 Us Open and the sweet exchange they had after the match. I took a pause from keeping up with tennis once again in 2022, Serena wasn't playing anymore and I hadn't really grown to admire another player's tennis in the same way as her and Federer just yet.
That changed with Coco Gauff's triumphant win at the Us Open 2023. I'd missed the Siegemund match but caught the highlights and the uproar online over Coco speaking up for herself was reminiscent of Serena's situation back in 2018. Luckily, Coco advanced to the final and I was able to catch the game live on tv and was overcome with such euphoric emotions watching Coco improve over the course of the match to clinch the win that it renewed my love for tennis that I'd admittedly lost a little bit.
This year I can say things changed again for me. I've watched more tennis matches and commentary than I have in the last five years of my life. I've also begun to use more technical terms related to the game as well. Reading this book affirmed the knowledge I'd gained in my personal time enjoying tennis as a fan and sharpened the rest of it. I can admit I've gotten lost trying to decipher the tennis speech of the commentators from US broadcasts over the years, with so many of them being former players - I often tuned out of their analytics and looked at match stats in confusion in the past. But not anymore!
It began when I learned that Madison Keys had finally won her first Grand Slam at the Australian Open. It was a blast from the past as I'd remembered fondly when she first broke out on the WTA tour alongside Sloane Stephens and Genie Bouchard. I was feeling nostalgic again. The week leading up to the Roland Garros finals, I'd started following tennis fans on twitter wanting to keep up more with the sport again and caught an amusing thread where hybrid fans of Coco Gauff and Carlos Alcaraz were hoping they'd both win Roland Garros, the same way they had both won the China Open together last year in 2024. I decided to check Carlos out too because of their optimism.
I happily watched Coco win her first Roland Garros title and second grand slam. I was so nervous after the first set that I had to take time away from watching the game and came back to her defeating Sabalenka in another major final with the third set.
And luckily those fans had led me in the right direction with the new generation of ATP players too, watching the Sinner v. Alcaraz match that following Sunday was quite transformative. I hadn't watched an ATP match in years. I'd chosen to root for Alcaraz after seeing those tweets and catching his highlights of defeating Djokovic not once but twice at Wimbledon. A pretty shallow reason perhaps but it was enough to pique my interest in him. My first thought seeing Sinner and hearing he was Italian was utter disbelief. He had to have been French or something, but no the red head was really Italian albeit from a Northern part that had been disputed over with neighboring Austria that I'd later learn watching his Forza documentary. Nathan's deft reporting illuminated the peculiar circumstances of even Italian media's reticence towards Sinner and his ancestry.
I'm a nervous and sometimes superstitious tennis watcher so I didn't watch the whole match. I stayed for the first set and would pause from time to time when I couldn't relax seeing Alcaraz fall behind despite his best efforts. When the commentator had mentioned that Carlos had never won after being 2 sets to love down, my mind was boggled. But like Coco had the day before, he triumphed from three championship points down to clinch the win in the super tiebreak. Knowing he'd fought so hard and won made me a huge fan. If this was how tennis was being played, I didn't want to miss out anymore.
I deep dived as much as I could into all the available documentaries on Sinner and Alcaraz, devoted myself to watching their matches the rest of the year and went back to watch the highlights to their previous grand slam wins. Although, I was growing a little tired of the rivalry after consuming so much information about them even I was a little disappointed when Sinner had to retire at Cincinnati. Luckily, with the Us Open and the ATP Finals they both closed out the year on a high note.
But despite all the new knowledge I'd gained, I was still curious about all the matches I'd missed. How did these two players come to dominate the sport? My sporadic interest meant that getting a historical sense of the achievements various players accomplish over time was quite narrow. This book gives a perfect snapshot of the top of ATP tour for Gen Z. Getting a journalist to put it all in context was very very satisfying. It was a little like going down memory lane and peaking behind this impenetrable curtain. Reading about Andy Murray (and those hips!), Juan Martin Del Potro (and that massive forehand and that horrible knee injury at Wimbledon!), Wilfred Tsonga, Gael Monfils (and the acrobatics!), Stan Wawrinka (and that one-handed backhand!), John Isner (and that serve!), Miles Raonic (and his hulking legs!) and even David Ferrer tickled at a part of my brain that had long remained dormant. Forgotten memories and emotions of a childhood watching tennis. I found the profiles on Daniil Medvedev and Frances Tiafoe, their bittersweet circumstances, especially poignant.
It's one thing for hyperbolic fans or even broadcasters to fight over a player's trajectory and legacy. I'd gotten a taste of that with the Big Three and wasn't really interested in a game of pure statistics or pure nostalgia. I prefer indulging in the feelings watching a tennis match evokes and understanding why I prefer one tennis player's style over another. This book captures that feeling in spades. The anatomy of a player's game is so fascinating and reading Giri Nathan's dissection was like feasting on a delicious meal. I especially loved the more personal moments of self-derision from the writer and their front row view of the proceedings. Tennis isn't the most popular sport (in my heart it is the greatest sport ever!) so with such a dearth of writing from this perspective, this book felt like an oasis in the desert. It was especially rewarding to see Jordan's observations from 2022 to 2024 about Sinner and Alcaraz come true in 2025 as a witness to their feats. In Roland Garros, Carlos dug into his 12/10 intensity to best Sinner in a five-set epic and in the ATP Finals, Sinner was able to best Carlos by developing his serve faster, narrowly besting Carlos' return game this past Sunday.
Now I wish someone would do this for the WTA- reading about the parity among the top 10 players in contrast to the Sincaraz 'cabal' makes for a great story in my opinion.