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davis cup: april 2005

LEFT: RICHARD OSBORN, RIGHT: GETTY
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By Bill Simons
The stars were finally in alignment, the sentiment
simple — let’s get ready to rumble! The American machine
was finally cranked up. With 31 Davis Cups on its shelf, a huge
sporting population (296 million), the No. 4 and No. 9 players
in the world and a top-three doubles team on board —this
was to be America’s Davis Cup year.
All power to The Dream Team!
After all, Captain Patrick McEnroe had adeptly convinced the game’s
most charismatic player, Andre Agassi, to move on from his Davis
Cup hiatus and once again get with the program, while stars worldwide
(Federer, Moya, etc.) were taking a pass. Plus, the often dismal
(“death on clay”) Davis Cup schedule seemed to favor
the U.S. We would be playing at home against Croatia, a nation
that has 1.5 percent of our population that as yet can’t
boast a Hall of Fame player and that has just two Grand Slam titles
in its history.
Why then did America’s colossal Davis Cup castle collapse
in Carson? Why did we lose our first opening-round home match
in the 105-year history of the competition and, incredibly, our
third first-round lost in five years?
Just after Roddick suffered his first hard-court Davis Cup loss,
a setback that sealed America’s fate, I perhaps foolishly
asked Andy, “What’s up? Is America’s long-suffering
Davis Cup effort somehow snake-bitten? What can be done to right
the ship?
Understandably, he said, “I don’t think there’s
some magic answer for you. There’s no quick fix. Otherwise
we would be doing it. Let me know if you think of anything. It
would be super.”
Short of Al Davis’ axiom “Just win, baby,” none
popped into my head. But then I began to reflect on our Davis
Cup history and the assorted issues that abound. For the first
time, we now have gone a full decade without winning the Cup,
despite having had a deliciously deep talent pool of five future
Hall-of-Famers (Sampras, Agassi, Roddick, Courier and Michael
Chang).
Perhaps our Davis Cup quagmire can be traced to
some of our great successes. In the ‘70s and early ‘80s
Connors and McEnroe emerged to capture the fancy of the sport
(and 15 Grand Slam titles). But there also was a Berlin wall of
animosity between them. Only on rare occasions did Connors play
Davis Cup. But so what — tennis internationally had little
of the incredible across-the-globe strength it now boasts, and
McEnroe was an extraordinary stalwart who led the U.S. to five
Davis Cup championships. But much of this success was based on
Mac’s singular singles and doubles genius. Sadly, in the
meantime, the notion of team morale and rappor — so prominent
in Sweden, Australia and Spain — took a beating here at
home. Remember the image of Mac and his captain, team guy Arthur
Ashe, going at each other?
The Fab Four (Sampras, Agassi, Courier and Chang) did play in
varying degrees, but there was such competition among them, and
their focus was primarily on individual accomplishment, not the
one-for-all/all-for-one mind-set that’s so handy in Davis
Cup play.
In 2000, when John McEnroe was named captain, there was a mighty
buzz. Maybe his fiery genius could translate into on-court success.
But it was a vain hope as McEnroe’s (“I knew Bobby
Knight and you’re no Bobby Knight”) coaching style
left critics asking how can the best Davis Cup player in American
history could be such a problematic coach. (The answer: Johnny
Mac is Johnny Mac.) His coaching escapade proved to be a three-and-out
flare.
But not to worry. When younger bro Pat McEnroe took over the coaching
reins, he sensibly stressed team rapport and began a rebuilding
effort based on America’s young studs. Eventually, he pulled
the trigger on the Bryan Bros., who, at last, gave the U.S. great
doubles results. Still, America, led by Roddick, was just a one-star
team. Then PMac enticed Andre. But The Dream Team suffered a nightmare
loss that only strengthened the voice of American critics calling
for reform.
Some said the Davis Cup should replicate golf’s
Ryder Cup, with a competition every other year. (Or at least there
should be no play in the Olympic year.) Others suggested dropping
the Davis Cup’s confusing (“If this is the second
round, this must be Belgium”) schedule in favor of a single
two-week Davis Cup tournament, which presumably would create far
more interest. Most of all, many have noted that the Davis Cup
has lost its stature. For instance, the L.A.Times’ Mike
Penner asserted that seven other “Cups” were bigger
deals than the Davis Cup (NASCAR Nextel, World, Ryder, President’s,
Breeder’s, Stanley and America’s).
In America, with our gazillion entertainment options, the Davis
Cup desperately needs to be strengthened. But in small and medium
nations around the world, where tennis is often the second most
popular sport, the Davis Cup rocks. Especially if it means playing
the U.S. Often this is a red-letter day for national pride, a
chance to tug on Superman’s cape and often an invitation
to install the slowest imaginable clay court, so as to watch America’s
power players twitch in the dirt.
Inevitably, when America is facing a smaller nation,
there’s a kind of a passion gap. In little Zimbabwe, ecstatic
crowds in a converted hockey arena danced in hopes that the Yankees
would go down. In Seville, 27,200 fans with flags and banners
offered non-stop chants to back their compadres. And in the concrete
entrance tunnel beneath the Home Depot Center in Carson, the Croatian
team jumped, cheered and roared with passion, while behind them
the American team passively endured all their hootin’ ‘n
hollerin’.
And, of course, when it comes to the Davis Cup, one always faces
the luck of the draw: untimely road trips, questionable playing
surfaces, curious officiating, surging opponents and ruthless
fans.
So what’s the remedy for all this? Well, it would certainly
help the U.S. if (1) the ITF miraculously changed the Davis Cup
so it became a unique big-market, media-savvy, fan-friendly event,
rather than a cash cow that’s fabulous for development in
scores of countries around the world, but a yawn for the average
American. (An every-other-year tennis festival, with a round-robin
element, would probably do the trick.) If (2) U.S. players and
fans developed an almost ferocious fire in their bellies and viewed
the Davis Cup as an important, take-no-prisoners priority. (3)
America became far more adept on clay (i.e., played lots more
European clay events, had more American clay tournaments and made
an effort to master the nuances of dirt ball in an ongoing way,
not just prior to the French Open). And if (4) Roddick, who deserves
huge props for playing Davis Cup so often and with such guts,
upgraded his splendid game so that he’s a dominant performer
under pressure and especially in tiebreaks. Also, (5) presuming
Agassi will not be playing much longer, the U.S. needs to develop
a strong No. 2 singles player. One wonders if it is already too
late for the “not quite ready for prime time” quartet
— Mardy Fish, James Blake, Taylor Dent and Robby Ginepri
— to emerge? But Captain McEnroe seemed positive, noting,
“There’s quite a bit of time between now and the relegation
match to see what sort of things shake out. It’s the same
old story. If you take Andre out of that part of the equation,
James will have a full year to see what he can do. Taylor has
made some improvements. Maybe he can keep going. Mardy, he’s
struggled so far this year. Robby has had some decent results.
But there’s not one guy who has stepped up. I’m sure
we would all love to see more than one step up to that next level.
But the jury’s out.” (6) PMac is about the nicest
guy in the game. But wouldn’t it be nicer to have a coach
who could combine his wonderful ability to build rapport and attract
players with someone who has the singular fire, presence and in-your-face
authority of his brother John? Finally, (7) a little luck would
help. It would be nice to have a great draw, to have elite players
in other countries step aside for a while and to have none of
the truly sizzling players on tour [think Ivan Ljubicic] be in
our face.
So we can dream. All we have to do is throw all these elements
together and poof! We’ll be champs again.
© 2005
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