I liked Pat Cash, and I loved Mats Wilander. I went to the Australian Open with my parents, and I used to watch Wilander being cheered on by the Swedish fans, and with his game style being like mine, I drew comparisons with him.

My video game character is a bit better looking than me, actually. I don't think he has to worry about his hair getting messed up.

I'm fortunate: I can play as long as I want to play. There's no coach or trainer who is going to say to me that I'm dropped or sacked, it's time to move on. I can play as long as I want to play.

That's what you do all the hard work for, to play in situations that put your body through gruelling times. If you're not up to it, pull out.

Ten minutes? That's the women. It's not for the men; not for the real game, mate.

That's when you've got to grit your teeth and hang in there and try and find a way to win when you're not playing your best tennis - that's what I can be proud of

Even when I was No. 1 in the world, I was taking it one match at a time. I never was a player to look too far ahead, the way draws can pan out.