US Male Grand Slam Dry Spell Is Not Taylor Fritz's Burden to Bear

I have some opinions regarding the remarks delivered by ESPN broadcaster Chris Fowler after the Serbian champion's win over the American player during the US Open last eight. Consider – Fritz is the United States, the commentator is from the US – and sports frequently lend themselves to patriotic sentiment. A little bit of letdown was appropriate. Rather, Fowler invoked the continued absence of US male players at grand slam tournaments: none of them has won a title since the last American champion in 2003, and he had been the final representative in the tournament.

Everyone love a narrative, me too. But really. Suppose the American defeated Djokovic for the initial occasion, force of nature Carlos Alcaraz was looming in the next round, who he has yet to beat in an official match. And had he someway gotten past that, it would have been defending champion Jannik Sinner, versus him Fritz had dropped 10 of the previous eleven sets. The two young stars had also divided the previous seven grand slams (and Alcaraz went on to thrash a fatigued Djokovic in the subsequent match). He stated in press after the loss that he actually liked his path, because it presented the opportunity to defeat the three best players in the world back-to-back. Fritz is more than justified to aspire to the achievement; an competitor is supposed to believe in themselves. But entering that Djokovic quarter-final what other person in their right mind had the lack of US winners in mind?

The American star's second serve the only thing standing in her way and sustained success

Fritz, twenty-eight, is placed number four in the world entering this week’s ATP World Tour Finals and has won his previous six matches over third-ranked Alexander Zverev with growing comfort. It's likely he could take that spot for himself in the future. But evidently that right now, that is as far as he can climb: The Italian and Spaniard lie a chasm of performance metrics away. His top-class serve and powerful power on both front side and backhand are sufficiently adequate to dispose of most opponents on the ATP tour. Against the select few once-in-a-lifetime players, though, Fritz is frequently helpless. The past few years has witnessed the curious emergence of lanky, towering athletes who can nevertheless move around with the surprising quickness and grace of smaller men. He is six-foot-five and appears that way. His movement is rigid, as if he hasn't fully adapted to his limbs. So he seldom win a rally that the other player was controlling, and playing a drop shot against him is usually a safe bet. That acts as a quite harsh limitation on his potential.

Fritz has made a number of dramatic, unexpected improvements throughout his career. At the beginning of the ten-year period, he was hovering around the lower end of the top 30. Two years after, he was approaching the elite ten. The previous season, he suddenly surged up to No 4 – and held the spot. But the subsequent step, mixing it up with and beating legendary figures like the young Spaniard, Sinner, and including a declining Djokovic, is the toughest of all. What could Fowler have been thinking? That the American, in 2025, was a legitimate contender to beat them all back-to-back? That it was appropriate mentioning the ongoing drought of US male players lifting grand slams when he had departed the New York major in the quarter-finals? The thirst is simply excessive and the appreciation for the magnitude of the challenge insufficient.

Taylor Fritz achieved a personal best run to the Wimbledon semi-finals in July.

The American's play in that exact last eight match ought to have been enough of an indication. Djokovic won in four sets, a victory that only seemed uncertain for brief periods towards the very end, when the American had saved a couple match points and had a opportunity to hold for 5-5. The pair appeared evenly matched during the rallies, with Fritz earning numerous chances to break. But the champion rescued break point after break point, prolonging the streak to the point of agony. When Fritz finally did claim one of the chances at 5-5 in the middle stanza, he promptly produced a horrendous service game to lose his own serve again; Djokovic had drawn him into a skirmish secondary to the real battle and compelled him to expend far too much effort to prevail. Down set points in the last game, his primary delivery floated to heaven. He extended the contest twice on his second serve, but finally double-faulted. It was not a collapse, I didn’t think, just a consequence of having to hit an excessive number of weaker deliveries.

The match was quite ironclad evidence that Fritz is insufficiently skilled to defeat any version of the Serbian, who was defeated by the Spaniard in the next round and did not especially seem like he thought he could triumph. This is perfectly acceptable – Djokovic is the greatest of all time, and might not be at the peak of his physical powers anymore, but has developed sufficient knowledge and strategic intelligence to make up for quite a bit of the decline. The issue is those who were anticipating the American to win, and putting pressure on him to do so, when he was had not accomplished anything that suggested he would.

The American is an asset to the tour regardless. He’s a calm, thoughtful presence in press conferences, more so than almost everyone on the men's tour aside from Daniil Medvedev, prepared to not only say how he feels or the strategy he believed decided a match, but clarify it. That he should bear the brunt of the blame for the United States not produce a men's grand slam winner since Andy Roddick seems unjust. (Now that the fellow American is competing alongside him in the rankings, perhaps they can share that load.)

Year-End Championships: Singles Groups

Jimmy Connors Division

  • Carlos Alcaraz (Sp)
  • Taylor Fritz (US)
  • Alex de Minaur (Aus)
  • The Italian stylist

Bjorn Borg Division

  • The Italian champion
  • Alexander Zverev (Ger)
  • The rising American
  • The Canadian talent

“I’d probably think about it forever if I don’t do it,” the American informed an interviewer in June of claiming a major. I hope he realizes that he’s not a failure if he does not achieve that goal, that breaking through the Spanish and Italian's young, terrifying reign is actually highly improbable for everybody else. {

Holly Morris
Holly Morris

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