She scampered and skittered and skimmed across the lawns at such speed that everyone thought the same thing: Get her off the court, put her in the Olympics and she'll fit in and she'll fly. Steffi Graf's fast feet always made a world-class racket.
But now at Wimbledon everyone gallops across the grass. Now most women players could audition for a role in any athletic sport. Tennis is an evolved sport, at least that's what the legend eating chocolate mousse in Paris last month is telling me.