I like grass, I enjoy it and it suits my game.

I want everyone to look back and think that I was awesome.

I used to, like, hit for a half hour and then go eat Cheetos the rest of the day, come out and drill forehands. Now I'm really trying to make it happen, being professional, really going for it, and I miss my Cheetos.

I still don't believe I won the U.S. Open. It's so far-fetched for me.

My aggression out there is my weapon. I think it's more letting them know that I'm not going to let them get away with something, and I'm not just going to kind of poke it back and be content to stay in rallies.

I've become better at the net. I've got a 135 mph serve so I'd be stupid not to follow that in. Overall I'm a better player than I was last year.

I don't care when people use the term 'one-Slam wonder' with me.