that s it. new ball. shots are 2-2. got by him. comes back with it! you try to put your entire being mentally and physically on automatic pilot while you re playing tennis. everything is concentrated on the razor s edge and you forget the score. you forget where you are. you forget what your name is. i feel like my body s floating within myself. the game of tennis is a symphony in white. players in white suits hitting a white ball back and fort. in all white country clubs but a new, young player has come along and he is one of the greatest we have ever produced and he is not white. i sense confusion in what an athlete should be, especially an african american context. does still persist in the world about black athletes because we tend to do disproportionately well in athletes. i like to fight the myth. there are lots of us who can think as well as run, jump, hit tennis balls, dunk basketballs. and the challenge now is to convince young black athletes that the
arthur was trying to figure out how he could help. that would be consistent with his life as a tennis player. 1968 was a seminal moment in tennis. prior to 1968 the pros and the amateurs were separated until open tennis arrived. before 68 it was almost impossible to make any real living off step nis. a revolution has taken place. the first open wimbledon. you had a higher level of competition. ashe seems nervous. the top spinning backhand is tearing arthur s game apart. ashe into the net. george labor will meet tony