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The day Rafa criedNadal comes clean on season; Federer downs Sampras IIBy Matthew Cronin, TennisReporters.net
But what I didn't realize at the time was how hurt Nadal was much of the second half of the year and, in a terrific interview conducted last week by El Pais' Juan Jose Mateo, Nadal spelled out much of what ailed him physically (and mentally) in 2007, and it's quite a lot. It appears that the foot injury that he sustained back in 2005 hasn't healed yet, he can't do any off-court running and, on certain days, can't get enough of a push on certain shots. He says that because he can't run enough he doesn't have a base. Unconsciously, his game has become all about adapting to those problems, and because he doesn't want to further aggravate the injury, he can't be as aggressive he's like at times. "Psychologically, you remain flattened," he said. "What a bunch of crap." Nadal goes on to say that he's a much better player today, and if he still had his pre-injury body, the sky or No. 1 would be the limit. But that's not the case and he has to find a way to work through his physical problems. Some other fascinating revelations (and remember, this is my Mexico-learned Spanish translating Mallorcan Spanish): He said that the key to his chase of Federer, and largely his year, was the Wimbledon final, where he held two break points early in the fifth set and then let go. He said that in the locker room after, "I began to cry of rage, of sadness. It's the only match this year I lamented and one of the few that I have regretted in my life. It was very even. I was flattened for 20 to 25 minutes. When people began to come in to encourage me, I sat down in a bathtub. I thanked them and then asked them to leave me alone. I do not like when they see me to cry." A split with his uncle and coach Toni was proposed this year, but Rafa doesn't think that the relationship is the root of his problems and they will continue on.
He says that when the things go badly – like his eight-month title drought prior to '07 Indian Wells, that he gets nervous and anxious. But when he won Indian Wells (his first major US hard-court crown), he began to play a great level. "Many times what you need is a click," he said. Nadal says that being more aggressive is a work in progress because at times he does it badly and then goes back to his defensive mode and it's hard to switch out of it again. He says that one of his problems is that the clay-court season is so concentrated. "It's a great disadvantage," he said. "I played for two straight months, thousands of matches with the pressure of winning. Federer is different. He has many weeks without anything. But without the clay-court points, I would not be in Shanghai. I had a very good clay-court season, [but because of it], I'm sick all the year. ... I was burn out when I arrived in Hamburg [he lost to Federer there for the first time ever on clay after winning Monte Carlo, Barcelona and Rome]. There was a moment in which my head exploded, above all against Federer. It was four or five weeks playing to the end each week, with hard matches and pressure. It's all day thinking about the same thing. A moment arrives in which you are tired." Nadal also says that he won the Roland Garros title despite playing with his foot "asleep" and taking some type of anesthesia. He says when he arrived at the US Open, where he got hurt in practice and lost to David Ferrer, that he was no longer "mentally fresh" and "did not see anything clear." Sounds like Rafa needs to skip a clay-court tournament or two next year (Hamburg and Stuttgart?), maybe take a decent break after the Aussie Open and skip Indian Wells or Miami. He looked like a No. 1 to be at Wimbledon and now looks like he could slip to No. 3 during the winter. The sport needs some big-time challengers to Federer. Nadal has been the only guy (David Nalbandian included), who has consistently stung him since 2005. Sampras v. Federer Go to Inside Tennis for what I wrote back in June about Federer v. Sampras and I'll stand by it today. DIOMAM painfully explainedBut before you jump down, a quick entry on my ever-evolving Dumb Injuries of Middle-Aged Men blog (acronym DIOMAM). So on Saturday, I'm up in one of my oak trees pruning the top without a harness and 2nd Daughter runs out the door insisting that despite my uncompromising position, that I had to listen to her right then. She launches into a short speech about how she and First and Only Son have found a great price on a Sony Wii system on the Internet, even though I told them I was not quite ready to lift the 14-year-old ban on gaming systems that hook up to TVs in my house. Apparently, because I barely hinted that I might by telling the night before to go price the systems just to get them out of my hair, that was a clear opening that yes, dad will bend now, and we need to let him in on every little detail, even though while I was in the tree, I yelled down to her that I didn't want to hear about Wii System until my feet were on the ground. No matter, she went on and on until I slipped about five feet or so, ripping up my right shin in the process. That injury was feeling better until Tuesday night, when I decided it was smart to chop firewood in the dark and somehow, without light, I lined up a limb of cherry tree the wrong way on the stump that I hack away on and instead of cutting through all the way (my follow-through was terrible), the limb flew back at my lower right leg, nailing my sore shin and busting up my knee to the tune of a large, half egg on it. So now I will limp through the holiday. Please e-mail your DIOMAM or DIOMAW entries to me. © TennisReporters.net 2007 |
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