Like many I watched the Wimbledon women’s singles final last weekend, and like everyone who sat through Iga Swiatek’s hour long annihilation of Amanda Anisimova, I cringed. It was unbearable to watch an athlete flounder so hard, to see her frustration build, to see her unable to control her nerves. Beating the world number one Sabalenka in the semi fina…
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