Jannik Sinner, what trouble: the champion’s confession.
One is quick to think he is happy because he has everything one could want. Jannik Sinner proud and satisfied with himself and his career certainly is, but no one would be willing to put his hand on the fire with respect to whether he is actually happy across the board. Especially right now, as he is in the middle of a kind of limbo.
The world number 1 is waiting, as is well known, for the Tas in Lausanne to rule regarding the appeal that Wada filed a few weeks ago. Itia had cleared him of the doping charge, but the reasons given by the independent tribunal did not entirely convince the World Agency. Sinner faces disqualification, reasoning that it goes without saying that this eventuality worries him and does not, on the other hand, allow him to fully enjoy the happiness of this moment in his career.
No one but him knows what the South Tyrolean champion may have really felt the day he discovered that an infinitesimal trace of Clostebol had been found in his urine. He tried to tell about it, but it is obvious that experiencing it and hearing about it are two completely different things.
Sinner and that “little” misunderstanding
Sinner talked about it with Esquire Uk, revealing that he was in Monte Carlo at the time when someone close to him informed him that he would soon have to deal with a very serious matter.
“I was in my apartment in Monte Carlo – this is Jannik’s account – Alex (Vittur, Sinner’s manager, ed.) calls me and says, ‘Jannik, you’re positive,’ and I say, ‘Yes, Alex, I’m always positive. ‘No, you are positive for doping.’ I had a moment of total darkness. I didn’t know what to say. Nothing was coming out of me.” “I immediately tried to figure out how this could have happened, because I had done absolutely nothing. I didn’t even want to believe it. I felt lost. To this day I still don’t understand it.”
“It was a difficult time,” he added, ”I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. I couldn’t vent or ask for help. All the people who knew me and watched me play understood that there was something wrong with me. Sleepless nights, because even if you are certain of your innocence, you know these things are complex. Everyone told the truth right away, and that allowed me to play. At Wimbledon, on the court, I was white and I was afraid. And even after that, my feeling toward people was fear.” A black day, in short, which we hope will have no repercussions on the future of the azure.
