The Outsider: A Memoir (38 page)

Horsing around in the locker room at Roland Garros. Wait, is that a newspaper? What? We can’t
read
.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

Nasty and me having a serious tactical discussion during a tournament about what clubs we’d be hitting that night.

My friend Vitas Gerulaitis had rock-star sex appeal but was also a great champion. Here we are at Wimbledon in 1978 before our semifinal match.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

With Patrick McEnroe and Vitas in Scotland. I found it much easier to relax with Patrick than with his older brother, WhatsHisName.
(Courtesy of Hamish Campbell for
THE SCOTSMAN
)

I dated Miss World Marjie Wallace for a year. We broke up after she appeared on the cover of
People
magazine, with the headline marjie and her men. My “bodyguard” Doug Henderson kept the stalkers at bay.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

Walking on water at Caesars Palace before one of my big-money winner-takes-all challenge matches.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

With my manager, Bill Riordan. You can guess how this conversation was going: “We can sue this guy and this guy . . .” “What? Huh?”
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

With Chrissie in 1974. Nice haircut, Jimmy. Where’d you leave the bowl?
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

Nasty, Chrissie, me, and my buddy Spencer Segura. Who is that on the pedestal? Oh, yeah—all of us! We thought.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

Chrissie and me with our Wimbledon silverware. The Love Double cleans up!
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

My two-fisted backhand, which the critics said was my only shot. But it was a damn good one!
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)

Beating Mac in the Wimbledon finals, 1982—the longest match in tournament history at the time and my second Wimbledon title.
(Courtesy of Russ Adams Productions)

PLAYING AT THE 1991 US OPEN.

The Open has always been my stage and the crowd my people. Like I always say, the fans won me more matches than I won myself.
(Courtesy of Art Seitz)