LONDON—After beating Bernard Tomic in the first round on Tuesday, Mischa Zverev was asked to describe his “bored” Aussie opponent.
“Let’s just say,” Zverev began, casting around for the appropriate contrast, “he’s the opposite of, let’s say ... Rafa.”
One of the unfortunate themes of this Wimbledon’s first week has been male players who can’t play or don’t want to play. Nick Kyrgios, Alexandr Dolgopolov and Martin Klizan all retired in high-profile matches, and while Tomic’s body made it all the way through his first-rounder, he was never there at all in spirit. Whatever the reasons, it’s a bad look for the sport.
On Friday, though, Wimbledon got one reliable antidote to apathy when Rafael Nadal took the court against Karen Khachanov. The consensus was that the Russian was Rafa’s “danger” opponent, a 6’6” slugger who could do what Lukas Rosol, Steve Darcis, Nick Kyrgios and Dustin Brown had done to Nadal in recent years here: Take the racquet out of his hand and send him out of the tournament early.
But Nadal was ready. What else would he be? As Khachanov waited to walk on court, he glanced back and saw Rafa leaping up and down to get warmed up. When Khachanov looked across the net during the coin toss, he saw the same thing. No one is better at orchestrating a match—controlling its tempo—than Nadal. It serves the dual purpose of energizing the crowd and intimidating the opponent. If you’re a player and you see the other guy constantly jumping around while you’re just standing there, you might start to feel like a slacker by comparison. If you’re a fan, you never have to doubt that Rafa is into it. Rafa’s matches are performances, but there’s never anything artificial about them.