Those words were spoken by Rafael Nadal in the pressroom, minutes after losing a five-set, five-hour and fifty minute grind against Novak Djokovic – the longest Grand Slam final in Open Era history.
I could go on about the significance of this match in the tennis world. Nadal loses seven straight finals to Djokovic, Djokovic on the cusp of a non-calendar Grand Slam, yadda yadda. There are plenty of other people writing about this. Instead, I’d rather take a look at those words Rafa spoke in the pressroom. They speak to a rarefied place that he and Djokovic have both occupied over the course of their careers, a place that defines what it means to be a champion. Continue reading ““It was nice to be there, fighting”” »








