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Alcaraz must feeling impregnable. First, he beat Sinner from two sets and three match points down to win the French Open, again, then he somehow found a way to beat Jaume Munar at Queen’s before winning the title with some ease, and then he got by Fabio Fognini in the first round here when he looked in profound peril. The extent to which he adores being him is moving.
That, then, is a flat “no” to my question, ‘Could Fritz Stich-Edberg Alcaraz?’ – with an added caveat: “Stich could volley.”
So how will our matches go? Luckily, Coach Calv Betton messages in to tell us: “Can’t see any way Alcaraz loses. Even if Fritz serves well, he doesn’t return well enough and hasn’t won a set off him before. Sinner v Djokovic could be interesting just cos it’s on grass, but in both matches there’s nothing really exciting technically. They’re all just gonna play their games. Djokovic will try and move Sinner around. I suspect he’ll try and slice more as well. I saw him doing a lot in practice this week.”
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Preamble
Wotcha one and all and welcome to Wimbledon 2025 – day 12!
Certain things are good every single time, in every single iteration – the world championships in snooker and darts, say, or when a newsreader accidentally drops a swear-word in their narration.
Wimbledon belongs in that category but, like all sporting tournaments, to be counted among the classics it requires epic contests in its final stages – and we’re at that point now. Yesterday, Amanda Anisimova and Aryna Sabalenka gave us what we needed; now it’s the turn of the men, and the portents are good.
Opening up on Centre Court, we’ve a contest of contrasts. Carlos Alcaraz. bidding for a third straight title, is a creative genius – a one-off talent fired by youthfulness and unmatchable self-belief, whose relationship to the game feels almost religious. Conversely, Taylor Fritz is searching, hoping that at some point, perhaps now, his simple power-game clicks for long enough to allow him to win an elusive grand slam title.
He knows that if Alcaraz is at his best, he has a problem. But he also knows that Alcaraz has form for getting lost in the supermarket, befuddled by the multitude of options such rich ability offers. If he serves as well as he can, he can create pressure, and pressure does funny things to anyone and everyone. It’s a long shot, but it’s a legitimate shot.
Following them on to court, we have a match-up that we are mandated to savour: anytime we’re lucky enough to see it could be the last time we’re lucky enough to see it. Jannik Sinner is the reigning champion at both the US and Australian Open, a tennis cyborg of equanimity and reliability. But his defeat in the Roland Garros final, from two sets up, will be with him forever – he knows he is never safe, in danger of defeat from any position – and he he also knows he was headed for elimination in round four, until Grigor Dimitrov’s right pec saved him. He is seeking redemption and reassurance, achievable only by winning matches such as today’s.
In Novak Djokovic, he faces an opponent from whom, for the first time, we’re not really sure what we’re going to get. It’s hard to accept, but the greatest tenniser of all time is old, his metronomic brilliance no longer a certainty. He was fantastic against Dan Evans and Miomir Kecmanovic, less so against better players in Alex de Minaur and Flavio Cobolli. We know he has a performance in him, but we no longer know if and when he’ll locate it – nor, if he does, whether it’ll be enough. And we also don’t know whether, if he loses, this’ll be the last time we see him elevate these courts.
Or, in other words, we’re about to watch four men show us how desperately they need this, prostrating their souls and desires for our entertainment and their fulfilment; on reflection, “good” doesn’t do it justice. This is what it’s all about.
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