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during practice or in matches. It was just a dull, throbbing pain, very uncomfortable, like a toothache in<br />

my arm. And when it was bad, it affected my service speed and, of course, my enthusiasm and confidence.<br />

I began to take Advil, in combination with the Indocin, a very powerful anti-inflammatory. I took them<br />

religiously after practice and matches. Pretty soon I was popping the Indocin and Advil cocktails before<br />

matches as a preventative measure. But as I got hooked on the Indocin, I suddenly found myself unable to<br />

keep food down. Before my 1994 Wimbledon semifinal with Todd Martin, I drank some water and<br />

promptly threw it back up. On the morning of the 1994 Grand Slam Cup final, I woke up feeling sick. I<br />

had the dry heaves but tried to force down breakfast anyway, and it came back up. I felt awful.<br />

I was really settling into my number one position by then, however, and I didn’t want to take time off; I<br />

wanted to give it the gas, so I just pushed on. Not long after that Key Biscayne match, I went to see my<br />

doctor in Tampa, and he ran tests on my upper gastrointestinal tract. It established beyond dispute that I<br />

had an ulcer, and the physician thought it was from a combination of stress and the Indocin. He said if I<br />

was lucky, and took the right medication, I could be rid of the ulcer in three months. So on top of Vitas’s<br />

tragic death and Tim’s sudden illness, now I had a three-pill-a-day regimen to follow.<br />

By February of 1995, it was pretty clear that this was not going to be a routine year. I had a lot on my<br />

plate, including Davis Cup. I’d told the USTA that I would be available for the entire campaign, which<br />

could be as many as four ties.<br />

Some years the Davis Cup challenge appealed to me, and some years it didn’t. It never had anything to<br />

do with money. In fact, the money was lousy by any standard. We would typically get something like<br />

fifteen or twenty thousand dollars to play, and if our home ties earned money, we got a little additional<br />

revenue in a profit-sharing system. But trust me, it was minimal. Given that a Davis Cup tie is actually a<br />

full week’s commitment (sometimes more, if you got there a day or two early), the pay was shockingly<br />

low for guys who could pull down four or five times as much for a one-night exhibition.<br />

I understood the unique nature of Davis Cup. I had reasons other than money for running hot and cold on<br />

the competition. To win the Davis Cup requires a four-week commitment, which is the equivalent of two<br />

Grand Slams. You also aren’t sure in advance who you’re going to play round by round, or where the ties<br />

will be held. Fans often are confused by Davis Cup’s unwieldy format and traditions. A number of times,<br />

I’d be part of a winning team only to have to explain to well-wishers or even reporters that we didn’t<br />

actually win the Davis Cup that day—we’d merely won the tie to advance to the next one, months away. I<br />

understand that all that stuff is part of what makes Davis Cup compelling, but I just never fully bought into<br />

it.<br />

My attitude might have been different if we had developed a Davis Cup team spirit comparable to that<br />

of the present U.S. squad, with Andy Roddick and James Blake leading. They have great team spirit and<br />

camaraderie, but then they aren’t competing against each other for Grand Slam titles. My generation<br />

consisted of four Grand Slam champions (Andre, Jim, Michael Chang, and me) who were perennial topfive<br />

contenders, and a handful of lesser but still terrific players. We were rivals and competitors, and<br />

even though we all got along pretty well, we were always circling each other, sniffing, gauging our next<br />

moves. That doesn’t lend itself to creating great team spirit, because most teams rely on a dominant leader<br />

(like Roddick), and none of us was inclined to play second fiddle to anyone else.<br />

The comparison between Davis Cup, which struggles to get adequate exposure and public respect, and<br />

golf’s hugely successful Ryder Cup is interesting: Ryder Cup is a one-week event played every two years.<br />

Davis Cup is an annual event, played in four rounds on a rolling basis in unpredictable places. I wish they<br />

would adopt a different Davis Cup model—play it in one place, over a specific period (two weeks would<br />

be ideal), and see what happens.<br />

Davis Cup did grow on me (I ended up playing sixteen ties and helped win the Cup twice—that’s a lot

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