“For you my father,” is the dedication of Martina Trevisan after reaching the semifinal of Roland Garros, the highest point reached so far in her career by the 28-year-old Tuscan tennis player who a few years ago had left the racket almost forever. She now she reaches the semifinal on Parisian clay after her first victory in a WTA tournament in Rabat.
Two years ago he was in the quarterfinals, now he has overtaken them by beating Canadian Leylah Fernandez 6-2 6-7 6-3. In the second set she missed a match point and she had to rebuild her victory in the third. “At the first match point I felt tense, nervous, but after that lost point I accepted the situation and started playing again. The victory in Rabat, the first of my career, was very important and gave me a lot of energy. I was tired, but I unloaded all my emotions on the pitch. The Slam successes of Schiavone and Pennetta? I have seen Flavia and Francesca in these days, for me they continue to be an example ».
The last Italian in the semifinal al Roland Garros it was Sara Errani in 2013, the only Italian to win, in 2010, Francesca Schiavone, able to go to the final also the following year. Not very high, not with the shooting power of certain tennis players of the latest generations, but with original trajectories, strokes and strategies that are left-handed, as she is, and technical players, of vision, those in love with tennis.
The love for sport belongs to his whole family. The mother played tennis, the father played football up to Serie B. The brother teaches the boys after winning Wimbledon among juniors in doubles. «I was born with a racket in my hand as my mother is a teacher and until the sixth month of pregnancy she continued to teach. I started when I was 4, I loved being at the club, I played at the wall alone ». When her life put before her the mountain to climb of illness, of anorexia, it was the return to play with young people that saved her and made her decide that her racket was still her life.
Between 2010 and 2014 the crisis, had come to weigh 46 kilos. “I hated my athletic legs, I hated them,” she told al Corriere della Sera. A little more than sixteen, a promise of tennis, something breaks: the transition to tennis of the greats puts pressure, the tension increases. She came out with a psychological path, the family and the coach Matteo Catarsi.
“It wasn’t tennis that saved me, but it sure gave me a great hand. He taught me to solve the problems in a different way than I was used to. I often got anxious and rushed to resolve immediately, while he taught me to manage difficulties. He was therapeutic ”he told Vanity Fair.
Now he relaxes by reading and doing yoga. If it is a Florence goes to see Fiorentina. So far she has always entered the field with a smile at Roland Garros and this is already a great business card.
– Matteo Berrettini and his brother Jacopo at the Cannes Film Festival: star night
– Children and sports, “The best coach is the one who teaches how to lose”
Source: Vanity Fair
