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Told to ‘Find Arthur,’ I Stumbled Upon My Future at the U.S. Open

There slouched John McEnroe, the top-ranked tennis player in the world, dolefully reading a newspaper in a corner of the locker room.

There stood Ivan Lendl, the second-best player in the world, only a few feet from me in the cramped quarters. In a few hours, he would be on center court, but now he talked to another player about golf.

I took it all in, a fly on the wall amid tennis royalty. Mats Wilander ambled by. I could hear Jimmy Connors telling his ribald jokes.

Was this really happening? Was 16-year-old me in the locker room at the United States Open of 1983?