Tennis Was Never Work For

I Hate To Lose More Than I Like To Win. I Hate To See The Happiness On Their Faces When They Beat Me!

I Can't Say That I Was My Happiest On Court, But I Felt Completely Free. Free From Family Obligations, Free From My Own Torment. In A Real Sense I Was A Different Person. It Was A Place Where I Could Not Tolerate The Idea Of Being Beaten. I Psyched Myself Up Into A State Where I Felt Something Close To Hatred Towards My Opponent, A State Where I Detested The Idea Of Someone Making His Name At The Expense Of Jimmy Connors. I Was In My Element On Court, Measuring Myself Against Someone Else. I Was Not Competitive For Show. It Came From Deep Within.

I Was Raised By Two Women, And That Laid The Groundwork For The Way I Treat 'em: With The Utmost Respect And Admiration.

Tennis Would Be Much More Exciting If They Had Pitching Machines Firing Tennis Was Given To Me To Keep Me Off The Street Corners Of East St. Louis.

I Don't Go Out There To Love My Enemy. I Go Out There To Squash Him.