🔗 Share this article US Male Grand Slam Drought Isn't Fritz's Responsibility to Bear I possess a few opinions about that comments made by the sports network commentator Chris Fowler following the Serbian champion's victory over Taylor Fritz in the New York major last eight. Consider – the athlete represents American, Fowler is American – and sports frequently lend themselves to nationalism. A little bit of disappointment would have been appropriate. Instead, Fowler brought up the ongoing drought of American men at the majors: none of them had lifted a trophy since the last American champion in 2003, and Fritz had been the final representative in the tournament. We all enjoy a storyline, myself included. But really. Even if the American defeated the legend for the initial occasion, phenomenal talent Carlos Alcaraz was waiting in the following match, whom he has never defeated in an official match. And if he’d somehow survived that, it would have been title holder the Italian, versus him the American had dropped 10 of the last 11 sets. The two young stars had also divided the last seven major titles (plus Alcaraz went on to defeat a fatigued Serbian in the next round). Fritz stated in press following his defeat that he in fact liked his path, because it presented the chance to defeat the top three players in the world in succession. He is well within his right to aim for the achievement; an competitor is meant to believe in themselves. But entering that Serbian last eight match who else in their right mind had the lack of American champions in mind? The American star's weaker delivery the only thing between her and sustained success Fritz, 28, is placed fourth in the world entering the upcoming year-end championships and has won his previous six matches over third-ranked the German with growing comfort. Presumably he might claim that position for himself in the coming years. But it’s clear that right now, that’s as far as he can climb: Sinner and Alcaraz lie a chasm of ranking points away. Fritz’s top-class serve and concussive power on both forehand and backhand are more than adequate to dispose of most rivals on the professional circuit. When facing the select few generational talents, though, he is often helpless. The last several seasons has seen the curious emergence of lanky, towering athletes who can nevertheless move around with the alarming speed and fluidity of smaller players. He is six-foot-five and appears that way. His footwork is rigid, as if he’s still getting used to his limbs. So he seldom steal a point that the opponent was dictating, and playing a soft shot versus him is typically a reliable tactic. That serves as a pretty severe limitation on his upside. The American has made a number of dramatic, unexpected advancements throughout his career. Early on of the ten-year period, he was hovering around the bottom of the world's best thirty. 24 months later, he was approaching the elite ten. The previous season, he suddenly surged up to fourth place – and maintained the spot. But the next leap, competing against and defeating all-time-greats like the young Spaniard, Sinner, and even a aging Serbian, is the highest of all. What could the commentator have been thinking? That the American, in 2025, was a legitimate contender to defeat them all back-to-back? That it was worth commenting on the ongoing slump of American men lifting major titles when he had departed the US Open in the quarter-finals? The desperation is simply too much and the appreciation for the difficulty of the task insufficient. The American star made a personal best run to the Wimbledon semi-finals in the summer. The American's performance in that exact last eight match ought to have been enough of an indication. Djokovic won in four sets, a win that only felt tenuous for moments towards the conclusion, when the American had saved a couple championship opportunities and had a opportunity to maintain serve for 5-5. The pair appeared evenly matched during the exchanges, with the American earning numerous opportunities to win the opponent's serve. But Djokovic saved service break opportunity after service break opportunity, extending the run to the point of agony. When Fritz eventually did convert a single of the opportunities at 5-5 in the second set, he promptly produced a terrible game to drop serve once more; the Serbian had drawn him into a skirmish peripheral to the main contest and forced him to use far too much effort to win it. Down set points in the last game, Fritz’s primary delivery sailed to heaven. He extended the contest two times on his backup delivery, but finally double-faulted. It was not a choke, in my opinion, just a consequence of needing to hit an excessive number of weaker deliveries. The contest was quite ironclad evidence that the American is insufficiently skilled to beat any form of Djokovic, that was defeated by the Spaniard in the next round and did not particularly appeared like he thought he could triumph. This is absolutely acceptable – Djokovic is the greatest of all time, and might not be at the height of his physical powers now, but has acquired sufficient knowledge and tactical know-how to make up for quite a bit of the drop-off. The issue is those who were anticipating the American to prevail, and pressuring him to do so, when he was yet to done anything that suggested he could. The American is an valuable contributor to the tour regardless. He’s a calm, thoughtful voice in press conferences, more so than virtually anyone on the ATP except for Daniil Medvedev, willing to not only express his emotions or the strategy he felt determined a contest, but clarify it. That he should shoulder the majority of the blame for the United States failing to produce a male major champion since Andy Roddick seems unfair. (Now that the fellow American is rubbing shoulders with him in the standings, perhaps they can share that burden.) Year-End Championships: Singles Groups Jimmy Connors Division The Spanish phenom The American contender The Australian speedster The Italian stylist Bjorn Borg Division The Italian champion Alexander Zverev (Ger) The rising American Félix Auger-Aliassime (Can) “I’d probably dwell on it indefinitely if I don’t do it,” the American informed a journalist in June of winning a major. It is hoped he understands that he’s not unsuccessful if he doesn’t fulfill that goal, that breaking through Alcaraz and Sinner’s dominant, formidable reign is actually highly improbable for everybody else. {