Tuesday, July 01, 2003

Henman's Hopes: It's good to dream of a British champion, but I'm afraid that Pat Cash is as close as they're ever going to come. Poor Hennie. He really is, as you noted, a good serve-and-volley player, with some flair. But, he's destined to be a player like Todd Martin, Malavai Washington, or Michael Chang (throw out his 1989 French Open victory as a fluke - at Roland Garros, anything can happen) - guys who are consistently upper-echelon players, who show promise and flashes of brilliance, but fold when push comes to shove. You heard it here. It's not just pure playing ability - they all have that (and there's not the huge separation in talent like in the womens' game) - it's more about the mental process, and Henman, only does well at Wimby, and only because he rides the crest of crowd support (rather than crumbling under it). He doesn't have the extra edge needed to get over the hump. I think he's the Hugh Grant of professional tennis - good looking, amusing, has the ability to occasionally thrill, but on the whole, lacks the drive to be truly and consistently brilliant.

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