I Think It's Very Hard

I Had A Nice Dinner. I Let The Evening Unfold, Flow. I Like To Sit In A Chair With A Wine Glass. When I Woke Up, I Thought, 'why Didn't I Go To Bed At 11?' I Came Back At 3 And Went To Bed At 5.

A Man Who Wins, Is A Man Who Thinks He Can.

But So Far I Have The Feeling That The Chances Are There To Repeat Last Year's Season.

When I Was 12 Years Old, I Was Just Horrible. My Parents Were Ashamed To Watch My Matches. I Would Play On A Court At The Local Club And They Would Watch From The Balcony. They Would Scream, 'be Quiet' To Me And I Would Scream Back, 'go And Have A Drink. Leave Me Alone.' Then We Would Drive Home In A Very Quiet Car. No One Speaking To Each Other.

It's Just Unreal, I'm Shocked Myself. I've Played Good Matches Here, But Never Really Almost Destroyed Somebody.