"I am professional player, I have ATP points, I participated in many Futures and some Challenger tournaments, now that's my identification card, I can not give my name or that of others because with this statement could be out of tennis for the rest my life and today is all I have is my passion, it's what I have devoted my entire life and I will not be punished.
It started a few years ago when I started having results, after several tours paid for by my parents that at the point of economic efforts trusted me, I managed to get my first ATP points.
I'm not a wealthy family, nor spare me the money to give me a 'little taste' of traveling for pleasure, I do it because I trust in me, in my dreams, I am confident in my game and above all trust in my will.
When I started getting results and points began to fall, I a person approached offering $ 1,500 for losing in the first round of a Future with a player on the court was unlikely to beat me the first time I did not agree, I won and I moved, but in my mind I was turning the option of accepting. In that match I lost in the second round and the tournament organizers rightful surrender $ 200 prize, after taxes I was much less in my mind and gave me back the $ 1,500 they had offered me.
After a week of confusion, where I spent the idea of accepting that offer more times than the image of my first racket, supply reappeared with greater well, a week later, this same person offered me $ 2000 finally accepted full of doubts, nervousness and fear left me lose against another player I had won two games, the "prize money" tournament gave me $ 117 (less taxes) for falling into the round of 32 but in my pocket I had 2,000 extras I got emotional tranquility in order to remain competitive.
For the first time in my career I could call my parents to tell them how I was going without asking a dollar for expenses, I was self-sufficient, I played with less pressure, I could afford a better hotel and incidentally I could bring a gift to my parents again my country, I felt that for the first time had a way out, a hand that would help me fulfill my dream.
They were passing the months and my parents were no resources to support me, the sponsors did not exist and the prize of the tournament would not let me pay for hotel, meals, ropes, laundry, coach, supplements, training or anything, for the reality of tennis Today the prize is a handout.
Sales of my games were becoming more common, yet I was shedding my parents financially. Fear played with me on the court because every month saw these big penalties to players feared being discovered and the next.
Months after a Future in Argentina I have to face in the first round to a player who had never taken him nor three games in a set, it was my team to beat, my nemesis, the tournament favorite and over 600 best encumbrado I in the ATP rankings, came in focus, while I won the first set 6-1, surprise for me and for the poor people was us see, when I won the second set 6-2, I realized that was not the one who was in this dark 'scene' called bets.
Today my reality is like, keep playing Futures and Challenger, still selling some games, but more often sell only in September and some have even gone on to sell games and surprise to have sold double faults in the service. I have no regrets, I'm not ashamed nor flatter myself of this, I feel a necessary evil and as authorities fail to improve the tournament prizes, I and all my neighbors will continue to incur this failure to live our passion. "
It started a few years ago when I started having results, after several tours paid for by my parents that at the point of economic efforts trusted me, I managed to get my first ATP points.
I'm not a wealthy family, nor spare me the money to give me a 'little taste' of traveling for pleasure, I do it because I trust in me, in my dreams, I am confident in my game and above all trust in my will.
When I started getting results and points began to fall, I a person approached offering $ 1,500 for losing in the first round of a Future with a player on the court was unlikely to beat me the first time I did not agree, I won and I moved, but in my mind I was turning the option of accepting. In that match I lost in the second round and the tournament organizers rightful surrender $ 200 prize, after taxes I was much less in my mind and gave me back the $ 1,500 they had offered me.
After a week of confusion, where I spent the idea of accepting that offer more times than the image of my first racket, supply reappeared with greater well, a week later, this same person offered me $ 2000 finally accepted full of doubts, nervousness and fear left me lose against another player I had won two games, the "prize money" tournament gave me $ 117 (less taxes) for falling into the round of 32 but in my pocket I had 2,000 extras I got emotional tranquility in order to remain competitive.
For the first time in my career I could call my parents to tell them how I was going without asking a dollar for expenses, I was self-sufficient, I played with less pressure, I could afford a better hotel and incidentally I could bring a gift to my parents again my country, I felt that for the first time had a way out, a hand that would help me fulfill my dream.
They were passing the months and my parents were no resources to support me, the sponsors did not exist and the prize of the tournament would not let me pay for hotel, meals, ropes, laundry, coach, supplements, training or anything, for the reality of tennis Today the prize is a handout.
Sales of my games were becoming more common, yet I was shedding my parents financially. Fear played with me on the court because every month saw these big penalties to players feared being discovered and the next.
Months after a Future in Argentina I have to face in the first round to a player who had never taken him nor three games in a set, it was my team to beat, my nemesis, the tournament favorite and over 600 best encumbrado I in the ATP rankings, came in focus, while I won the first set 6-1, surprise for me and for the poor people was us see, when I won the second set 6-2, I realized that was not the one who was in this dark 'scene' called bets.
Today my reality is like, keep playing Futures and Challenger, still selling some games, but more often sell only in September and some have even gone on to sell games and surprise to have sold double faults in the service. I have no regrets, I'm not ashamed nor flatter myself of this, I feel a necessary evil and as authorities fail to improve the tournament prizes, I and all my neighbors will continue to incur this failure to live our passion. "
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