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By Giri Nathan
[vc_empty_space height="15px"]If you’d told me two months ago that I’d be writing three consecutive newsletters about American men’s tennis players I’d have assumed that I’d been crushed under the boot of mandatory sponcon. Or that some covert USTA operatives had landed some really good dirt on me. Or that tennis broadcasting had somehow found a way to become even more tragically fragmented such that fans could only watch players belonging to their own demographic category (for the reasonable price of $89.99 a month). Blessedly none of the above is the case. We are instead witnessing a late-season surge by my countrymen; after the encouraging rise of Brandon Nakashima and Jenson Brooksby, and after the heart-palpitating peak reached by Frances Tiafoe last week, I am again writing on this topic of my own volition, because the last month of Taylor Fritz has come out of nowhere.