When I warm up now though—especially on center court—there is usually music playing, so I don't really mess with music.

I played a kid's game, I got to do it at the beach, and I was able to support my family. I consider myself incredibly lucky.

A lot of guys are out there with their iPods. I'm not one of them. I just never really got into it.

I had four different colors of hats, one of which was pink. I just got on a roll with the pink hat. So what started out as a superstition grew into a tradition and an easy way for my family to find me at tournaments because I am the only one with cojones big enough to wear a pink hat.

It was really an exciting time trying to find my way from being a boy to becoming a man—being toe to toe and eye to eye with grown men, even though I was only 11 or 12.

We play at the world's most beautiful beaches but in the world's most challenging conditions. It is not like you play one match and you go back to air conditioning. We do it all day long.

Most people put a hat and glasses on to go incognito. I take them off.