Novak Djokovic, Miami 2016

Unstoppable. After his 6-2 6-0 win over Milos Raonic in the Indian Wells last week, Novak Djokovic dispatched Kei Nishikori 6-3 6-3 to win his third consecutive Miami Open title, his 28th Masters 100 tournament overall.

Novak will now head back to Europe for the clay court season. Do you think he will win Roland Garros, the only Slam missing to his trophy collection?

Miami Open 2016

Novak Djokovic
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Victoria Azarenka, Miami 2016

Victoria Azarenka dispatched Svetlana Kuznetsova 6-3 6-2 to win her third tournament of the year after Brisbane and Indian Wells. She’s the first woman to win the Indian Wells and Miami tournaments back-to-back since Kim Clijsters in 2005.
The former number one, who only lost one match so far – her quarterfinal against Angelique Kerber at the Australian Open – will now focus on the clay court season, and set her sights on the French Open.

Vika Azarenka

Svetlana Kuznetsova
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Nadal, Miami 2016

Hard day at the office for Rafa. Ill and suffering from the heat, he was forced to retire at 3-0 in the third set of the opening round.

Rafael Nadal (ESP)

Rafael Nadal (ESP)

Rafael Nadal (ESP)
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Roger Federer, Miami 2016

Roger Federer pulled out of the Miami Open with a stomach virus, while Rafael Nadal – suffering from the heat – retired in the opening round against Damir Dzumhur.

Rafa Nadal

Rafa Nadal

Rafa Nadal

Roger Federer

Roger Federer

Roger Federer

Photo credit: Andrew Mack

From Monica Seles autobiography, Getting a grip:

Key Biscayne, Florida. A tropical island paradise of stunning beaches and the longtime venue for the annual Miami Masters. A prestigious and glamorous event, it is often referred to as the “Fifth Grand Slam” and is a mandatory stop on the WTA schedule. In 2000 it was renamed the Ericsson Open but for years it had been called the Lipton Championships and it had always held a special place in my heart. When I was a gangly sixteen-year-old with stick legs and an incurable case of the giggles, I won my first Tier I title on that hard court. But that was a decade ago and it felt like I’d live a lifetime since then. A month had passed since my Oklahoma revelation and I’d been a “good girl” in my eating and working-out habits – meticulously recording every bite of food and form of exercise in my journal – and I had high hopes for a solid performance in the tournament.

The first few matches went by quickly. I faced Anna Kournikova in the fourth round and she pushed me to three sets. I’d lost to her at the same tournament in 1998 and didn’t want to do it again. […]
Anna wasn’t just a good tennis player, she was also smart. she had blasted open the financially lucrative door by making tennis sexy, and dozen of girls followed in hot pursuit. Suddenly players were showing up for matches with flawlessly applied makeup and carefully coordinated outfits that flashed as much skin as possible. While I’d been away from tennis in the mid-1990s, it had turned into a speed game and I was still trying to catch up to it. There was no way I had the time or energy to bother with applying lip gloss and smudge- proof liquid eyeliner before a match. The tour was going in a completely new direction and i was firmly entrenched in the old school. Not that I wouldn’t have loved to walk onto center court for a hitting session feeling confident in a skimpy outfit and smiling flirtatiously at the guys in the crowd, but my head and body were in no condition to do so. That tracksuit was staying on during my warmups, thank you very much.[…]

Anna, whose reputation as an “overrated” player is unfair – she’s beaten Hingis, Graf, and Davenport, was a strong top-ten player for years, and dominated the doubles world – had beaten me in Miami two years earlier, so I wasn’t taking anything for granted. I took the first set 6-1 but stuggled in the second. It was the first set I’d lost at that tournament. I shook it off and was relieved to take the third 6-0. In the quarterfinals I beat Amy Frazier, a flat-hitter who excelled on hard courts, but the victory carried a hefty price. During the second set I lunged to reach the ball and sprained my ankle. The pain shot up my leg and I immediately knew what I’d done. Pushing far out of my comfort zone, I ignored the pain to close the match. The moment I got to the locker room I wrapped my ankle and began to mentally prepare myself for playing Martina Hingis in the semis the following day. It wouldn’t be pretty. Even on my best days, Hingis could beat me – she’d done it just two weeks earlier at Indian Wells – and I certainly wasn’t feeling at the top of my game when I woke up the next morning with my ankle throbbing. I shouldn’t have been playing, but I didn’t want to pull out. Sponsors were depending on me, fans were excited about the match-up, and major money is lost when a televised match is canceled at the last moment. My people-pleasing personality and my donkeylike stubborness kicked into overdrive. It was a mistake.
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