I haven’t posted about tennis in a long time, mainly because I realized I had nothing of interest to say. But today, I was saddened to hear that Andy Murray is retiring this year (possibly at the end of the Australian Open) due to the continued pain in his hip.
This is the end of an era.
Since 2004, tennis has been dominated by members of the Big Four: Federer, Nadal, Djokovic, and Murray. Murray was the last of the Big 4 to win a Grand Slam. He was under almost unbearable pressure to win Wimbledon, since no British man had won Wimbledon since 1936. (I have to say, the Brits would make wonderful Clevelanders.)
It was an exciting moment when Andy Murray drops to his knees in shock at the US Open, when he won his first Grand Slam. Less than a year later, he won Wimbledon, ending decades of British suffering. I always loved when Andy Murray asked permission to climb the barrier to get to his family. He could have asked for the Crown of St. Edward the Confessor and they would have given it to him.
And now we are looking at the end of an era in tennis. For the Big Four, this is the beginning of the end.
God speed Andy. I hope are able to live with less pain. And I wish you the greatest success in your future endeavors. Remember, sometimes we must let go of who we are, in order to become who we can be.