But Agassi appealed to me (as a child and now) always in a human way far more. Part because he was a rebel, part because there were a million contradictions. In many ways I relate to that. Though I’d like to believe I’ve run out of contradictions now. I don’t know if I like it or hate it, but I know if I’m myself, I’m many things all at once.
|2007, in Washington DC. After a longish
day the one thing that had made me naturally
break into a smile was this yellow wall
& Agassi eyes.
His take on relationships is most objective, almost outside-in, and yet so emotionally exhausting. And true to what he says, Tennis isn’t so different from life, in general. What makes something special is not just what you have to gain, but what you feel there is to lose. A win doesn’t feel as good as a loss feels bad, and the good feeling doesn’t last as long as the bad.
Perhaps, life is easier, even funny on a hindsight, because there are often such sometimes when it’s just harder to remind yourself about what you’re doing and why you’re doing it, other times, you have a great desire for it, but physically you’re not responding the way you want. That presents other challenges. Then sometimes it all comes together.
Maybe that’s the only hope worth fighting for.