NEW YORK—From the waist up, Coco Vandeweghe was the picture of calm. She was sitting back in her sideline chair, with her eyes closed, in an attempt to meditate. But the lower half of her body gave her away. Her legs were bobbing up and down in constant, manic, nervous motion.
To be fair, the middle of a jam-packed Arthur Ashe Stadium, with its sound system pumping out dance music at top volume, is not the easiest place to meditate. And this wasn’t the easiest time to try it, either. Vandeweghe was about to serve for the match at 5-4 in the third set against one of her longtime nemeses, Agnieszka Radwanska. If she could eke out one more hold, she would reach the fourth round, and the second week, at her home Grand Slam for the first time.
Vandeweghe’s performance at the Open over the years had been an obvious source of frustration. She loves nothing more than playing for her country, and in front of her home fans, and she has been the driving force behind the U.S. Fed Cup team’s run to the 2017 final, which will be played against Belarus in November.
But playing in her native New York, it seemed, was a little too close to home for her to relax and play her best. Nine years ago, as an unheralded 16-year-old, Vandeweghe was granted a wild card into the US Open girls’ event, and she proceeded to tear through the draw and win the tournament. But after that auspicious, head-turning debut, Vandeweghe had never conquered her hometown again. In eight tries as an adult she was 4-8, and had failed to get out of the second round even once. The Open, Vandeweghe said earlier this year, felt like one Slam too many each year. By the time it came around in August, she was a little burnt out, beat up and over-tennised.