Since retiring I have spent a lot of time with my family, on my boat, and playing football.

Although we didn't have much when I was growing up in Split, Croatia, my parents always tried to ensure that my sister and I had the things we needed, and it was enough for us.

Actually, I tossed it nicely, landed nicely, like airplane. No warning, beautiful. That's the art of throwing racquets.

When I started in my career, my sister was very sick so I play for her because we didn't have money.

It's great, but there is one problem. She doesn't sleep. At night she seems to turn into a vampire. She wakes up every night five or 10 times, asking for things, singing, calling out.

While I didn't have everything that I wanted, I was still a happy kid.

Every generation has its own Goran. So I was the Goran of this generation.