Year in Review: Grigor Dimitrov

2017 was definitely Grigor Dimitrov’s most successful year of his career by far. He started off the year at #17 and won the first ATP event of the year in Brisbane by defeating Kei Nishikori in three sets. Following his title win in Brisbane, he then went on to make the SFs at the Australian Open, which was the furthest he’s ever made it at the tournament. After being eliminated from the Australian Open, he went on to win the title in his home country of Bulgaria at the Sofia Open. The next few months were kind of a rough patch for Grigor; he lost in the Second Round at several tournaments: Miami Open, Grand Prix Hassan II, the Monte-Carlo Masters and the Mercedes Cup. At Wimbledon, Grigor went in ranked 11th and made it to the Fourth Round, which he hadn’t accomplished since 2014. During the North American swing, he won his first Masters 1000 in Cincinnati at the Western and Southern Open against Nick Kyrgios. After the success in Cincinnati, people were curious to see how well he’d do at the U.S. Open. He ended up being defeated by 19 year old, 53rd ranked Andrey Rublev in the second round, cutting his time at the U.S. Open short. Going into the Asian swing as #8, he made it to the SF at the China Open and the QFs of the Shanghai Masters. He then went on to make the Stockholm Final but eventually was defeated by Juan Martin del Potro. Following the tournament, he withdrew from the Vienna Open because of fatigue, but ended up qualifying for his first ATP World Tour Finals at a career high of #6. Finishing out the year, he went on to be undefeated at the Finals defeating Dominic Thiem, David Goffin, Pablo Carreno Busta in the Round Robin, Jack Sock in the SF and David Goffin in the Final. With his win at the ATP World Tour Finals, he finished the year at #3, which is the highest ranking of his career. Grigor was dominant on the hard courts this year and we can’t wait to see how he continues to dominate in 2018!



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And everywhere, everywhere, there were books. Not the tidy stacks of an intellectual attempting to impress, but the slumping piles of a scholar obsessed. Some of the books weren’t in English. Some of the books were dictionaries for the languages that some of the other books were in. Some of the books were actually Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Editions. Adam felt the familiar pang. Not jealousy, just wanting. One day, he’d have enough money to have a place like this. A place that looked on the outside like Adam looked on the inside.