A tennis academy in a rough area of Santiago, Chile, has transformed its kids—along with the man who started it all

One day, not so long after implementing my methods, your hitting partner will realize God gives his most minor inconveniences to his weakest soldiers.

Ok, fine, listen, if you twist my arm, here’s an answer: Dane Sweeny—one of those brave souls grinding it out week in week out on the Challenger tour for net negative earnings—gritting out the wildest point you or I will ever see.  

In 1957, John Gardiner raised the bar at a tennis resort in Carmel. There's no one left who can reach it.

Wherein Randi Stern attempts her best performance as Calm Person while internally panicking that she's forgotten how to hit the ball and facing questions like “What if your partner’s on fire and you’re spinning in circles like the Roomba when it gets stuck in cords?”

On a crisp late-October afternoon, a crew of 40 New Yorkers descended upon Old Greenwich Tennis Academy, a family-run tennis club quietly sitting on one of the best party hacks of all time: rent the whole place, bring your friends, and call it a “tennis party.”

Brooklyn-born, Los Angeles-based artist Honor Titus recently sat down with Gagosian Gallery curator Antwaun Sargent to talk about his newest works, including "Louis Malle Practice" (2025), a large-scale reproduction of which is on view on the facade Queens Museum.

We talked with Grand Slam winner and former world no. 4 Roscoe Tanner—at one time everyone’s favorite bad boy—about his time on tour with Borg and Ashe, getting out on the Champions Tour [Jim Courier: please make it happen], and tiny shorts. His new book, Second Serve, reconciles past mistakes (and there were quite a few) with what he’s learned since.