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By Giri Nathan
[vc_empty_space height="15px"]It should be impossible to have a game as gorgeous as Grigor Dimitrov’s and to be forgettable for months at a time. But I’ve learned my lesson. He’s 30 now. I know how this goes. I know that he’ll have that one week every season where he looks like a player who ought to own three majors, and I know that I’ll be lured into thinking that this is the time he turns it around, marrying his smooth and versatile technique to his sprints-and-splits physicality. And then six months and many first-round exits later I’ll think about how gullible I used to be. It’s one thing to have every shot; it’s another to know when to deploy what.