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I possess a few thoughts regarding that comments made by the sports network commentator a well-known announcer after the Serbian champion's win over the American player in the New York major quarter-finals. Look – Fritz is the United States, Fowler is American – and sports often encourage patriotic sentiment. Some disappointment was appropriate. Rather, Fowler brought up the ongoing drought of American men at grand slam tournaments: none of them had lifted a title since Andy Roddick in 2003, and he had been the last one standing in the tournament.

Everyone enjoy a storyline, myself included. But come on. Even if Fritz had beaten Djokovic for the initial occasion, phenomenal talent Carlos Alcaraz was looming in the next round, who Fritz has never defeated in an competitive encounter. And had he somehow gotten past that, it would have been defending champion the Italian, against whom Fritz had lost 10 of the last 11 sets. Alcaraz and Sinner had also split the last seven grand slams (and Alcaraz proceeded to thrash a fatigued Serbian in the subsequent match). He said in post-match interviews after the loss that he actually preferred his draw, because it offered the opportunity to beat the top three competitors in the sport back-to-back. He is well justified to aspire to the accomplishment; an competitor is meant to have faith in themselves. But entering that Serbian quarter-final who else sensibly had the lack of American champions on the brain?

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Fritz, 28, is placed fourth in the global rankings starting this week’s ATP World Tour Finals and has secured his previous six encounters over third-ranked the German with growing comfort. Presumably he could claim that position for himself in the future. But evidently that at present, that’s as high as he can climb: The Italian and Spaniard lie a vast gap of performance metrics away. Fritz’s top-class serve and concussive power on each forehand and reverse side are sufficiently enough to dispose of the majority of opponents on the professional circuit. Against the handful of generational talents, however, he is frequently helpless. The last several years has witnessed the interesting rise of tall, gangly athletes who can nonetheless cover the court with the alarming quickness and grace of much shorter men. He is six-foot-five and looks it. His footwork is rigid, as if he hasn't fully adapted to his legs. So he’ll rarely win a rally that the opponent was controlling, and playing a soft shot versus him is typically a safe bet. That serves as a pretty harsh limitation on his upside.

The American has achieved a number of significant, improbable advancements throughout his career. At the beginning of the decade, he was hovering around the lower end of the world's best thirty. 24 months later, he was approaching the elite ten. Last year, he suddenly exploded up to fourth place – and maintained the spot. But the subsequent step, competing against and beating legendary figures like Alcaraz, Sinner, and including a aging Serbian, is the toughest of all. What was Fowler thinking? That Fritz, in 2025, was a serious threat to beat them all back-to-back? That it was appropriate commenting on the continuing slump of US male players winning major titles when Fritz had departed the New York major in the quarter-finals? The thirst is just too much and the appreciation for the magnitude of the task insufficient.

Taylor Fritz achieved a career-best advancement to the Wimbledon last four in July.

The American's performance in that exact quarter-final ought to have been sufficient of an indication. The Serbian triumphed in four sets, a victory that only seemed tenuous for brief periods towards the very end, when Fritz had saved a couple match points and had a opportunity to maintain serve for 5-5. The duo appeared well-balanced during the rallies, with Fritz creating plenty of chances to break. But the champion rescued service break opportunity after service break opportunity, prolonging the run to the point of agony. When he finally did convert one of the opportunities at 5-5 in the middle stanza, he promptly played a horrendous service game to lose his own serve again; the Serbian had lulled him into a battle peripheral to the real battle and compelled him to expend excessive energy to prevail. Facing set points in the final game, Fritz’s first serve sailed to the sky. He prolonged the contest twice on his backup delivery, but finally double-faulted. It wasn’t a choke, in my opinion, just a result of having to hit too many weaker deliveries.

The match was quite ironclad proof that Fritz is not good enough to defeat any version of the Serbian, who was defeated by Alcaraz in the next round and never especially seem like he believed he could win. This is absolutely fine – the Serbian is the best player ever, and might not be at the peak of his physical powers anymore, but has developed sufficient knowledge and tactical know-how to make up for quite a bit of the drop-off. The problem is those who were anticipating Fritz to prevail, and putting pressure on him to achieve that, when he was yet to done anything that indicated he could.

The American is an asset to the tour regardless. He’s a calm, reflective voice in media sessions, exceeding virtually anyone on the ATP except for the Russian star, willing to not just say his emotions or the strategy he felt determined a contest, but explain it. That he should shoulder the majority of the responsibility for America not spawn a male major champion since Andy Roddick seems unfair. (Now that the fellow American is rubbing shoulders with him in the standings, maybe they can share that burden.)

ATP Finals: Singles Groups

American legend Division

• The Spanish phenom
• Taylor Fritz (US)
• The Australian speedster
• Lorenzo Musetti (It)

Swedish icon Group

• Jannik Sinner (It)
• The German powerhouse
• Ben Shelton (US)
• The Canadian talent

“I’d probably dwell on it indefinitely if I fail to accomplish it,” Fritz told an interviewer in the summer of claiming a grand slam. I hope he realizes that he’s not unsuccessful if he doesn’t achieve that goal, that breaking through Alcaraz and Sinner’s young, terrifying empire is in fact extremely unlikely for everybody else. {