Korda Takes Australian Open Title
By Steve Wilstein
The 30-year-old Korda, near retirement from relentless pain a few years ago, celebrated his revival Sunday by falling to his knees in prayer, cartwheeling across court and climbing into the stands to hug his wife and daughter after a 6-2, 6-2, 6-2 romp over wooden, error-prone Marcelo Rios.
Korda played solidly, if unspectacularly, but that's all he had to do against the pony-tailed, 22-year-old Chilean, who could barely keep the ball on court and could never pressure Korda.
Korda produced 32 winners, mostly off his forehand, compared to Rios' mere seven.
Korda, who will reach a career-high No. 2 in the next rankings, is the first Czech man to win the Australian title since his idol, Ivan Lendl, in 1989 and 1990. In his family home in the Czech Republic, Korda still has a poster autographed by Lendl. Only one other Czech man, Jan Kodes, ever won a Grand Slam title.
Korda also is the oldest Grand Slam winner since Andres Gomez, a few months older, captured the French Open in 1990.
Rios, a career-high No. 5 in the next rankings, was the first South American to reach the Australian final since Guillermo Vilas won in 1978 and 1979, and the first Chilean in a Grand Slam final since Luis Ayala was runnerup in the French Open in 1958 and 1960.
Korda, who lost to Rios in straight sets in the first round of last year's Australian Open and fell in the first round two years ago, ruled this match from the sixth game of the opening set, when he broke Rios for the second time for a 4-2 lead.
Korda then held at love and broke Rios for a third straight time to close out the set in 27 minutes. Rios put up little resistance in the second set, going down by the same score in the same amount of time. By then it was clear Korda would have no letdown, and Rios would have nothing in him to claw his way back as he believes he's learned to do.
``I was waiting for this a long, long time,'' Korda told the crowd. He gave special thanks to his wife, Regina, saying, ``What we went through was unbelievable. ... I didn't believe it could happen. It's a dream come true.''
Regina, holding her 4-year-old daughter Jessica, radiated with delight as much as her husband. This was not a time for tears, but one for broad smiles.
``I don't want to look back to the bad times, but to think just how well he was playing today,'' said Regina, a former pro on the women's tour. ``It was so frustrating when he couldn't really play, for nearly two to three years.''
It was Regina, Korda said, who kept him going through the despair of one operation after another, one rehab after another, through early-morning exercises and late-night matches.
``That's what a family is for,'' she said. ``That's how it works. Everybody needs support. I always knew he could play unbelievable tennis, but I really did not think how far he could go. I was just always happy when he was winning match after match. Today, I just had my fingers crossed.''
Korda said he went through perhaps ``my worst 72 hours'' before the final, his stomach churning in anticipation of his great opportunity. On the way to the court Sunday, his daughter told him to win the match.
``It was good that I was nervous, because when I came to the court I would be relaxed,'' he said. ``I think I enjoyed it from the first point to the last point.
``It's been such a long ride. It's fantastic. I got to the last stop. I feel I'm on top of the world at the moment.''
Korda paid special tribute to his father, who put a tennis racket into his hand as a child and encouraged him his whole life.
But as big as this victory was, Korda didn't know how much longer he would play.
``I'm very hungry at the moment, so there's a big chance I'll be back in 1999,'' Korda said. ``But I don't want to rush my decision. I just want to enjoy this moment.
``I could have retired happy even without the slam, because I gave 100 percent. It didn't work always the way I wanted. I just put all the pieces together for this tournament. It was really a very enjoyable ride for me.''
Korda celebrated his semifinal victory with springy delight: three cartwheels, two scissors kicks, one soaring spread eagle. It was a special moment, he said, a confirmation that at his ripe tennis age and six years after his only other Grand Slam final in the French Open, he was back near the top.
Once held back in the juniors and denied meal money by the rigid bureaucrats of the former Czechoslovakia, Korda seemed to have peaked in 1992 then faded after reaching No. 5. He nearly quit tennis forever three years ago because of unbearable pain in a torn groin muscle.
``I didn't want to live in constant pain,'' he said before the final. ``I went for surgery just to be OK for my normal life. But then I got the spirit again, and since that time I am probably enjoying tennis more than I was even in '92 or '93 because I know my clock is running against me.
``Right now, I still feel it is 5 to 12. But these five minutes can be very long.''
Surgery healed his body, marriage and fatherhood gave him a new zest for life. A skinny, 6-foot-3, 160-pounder with a tuft of spiky blond hair atop his triangular head, Korda has been variously called ``the human toothbrush,'' ``the wild dandelion,'' and ``eraser head.'' He takes it all with a good-natured smile, saying the beauty in his family belongs to his wife and daughter.
If Korda lacks visible muscles, he has the kind of sinewy toughness that is all he needs in tennis.
``I know what is inside of me,'' Korda said. ``I don't need muscles. I cannot look like Arnold Schwarzenegger.''
His rehabs from hernia surgery, groin surgery, sinus surgery were less difficult for him physically, he said, than mentally and emotionally.
``I always knew I could play tennis,'' he said. ``My left hand was always there. I didn't lose a step, and still I was hurting. I was just not capable of doing what I really enjoy 100 percent. I had some very low moments in my life. But I was always surrounded with people who helped me to straighten up my back again.''
Korda pocketed a $412,000 winner's check, while Rios won $206,000. Rios could have used more, saying even the top prize wouldn't cover his losses at blackjack the past two weeks. He gambles wherever he can on the tennis circuit, from Monte Carlo to Las Vegas to Melbourne, and he loses more often off the casinos than he does on the courts.
Rios has hurt himself in other ways. The Chilean has earned a reputation as the sourpuss of the sport, a player who looks forever unhappy, win or lose, stays aloof from everyone else, and ``tanks'' match when he's down, rather than fighting back. For years, his motto could have been, ``No mas!''
Though still uncomfortable in the spotlight, he's worked the last two years to change his image on the court. But in this match, the biggest of his career, all he did was reinforce that old image of a player with no heart.
``He's played a lot more matches than me and he's got a lot more experience,'' Rios said. ``I was missing too many balls. I wasn't hitting as I wanted to hit it, and started losing confidence.''
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