Jail for Boris Becker! What a transgress for a tennis symbol. That is for sure a misfortune. It’s a misfortune when a sportsperson who enthralled the world breezes up in jail. Tennis fans like me recollect Becker as a bubbly teen who illuminated Wimbledon with blasting serves and athletic volleys. So it’s upsetting to realize that the 54-year-old will spend 15 months in prison after being condemned to over two years in jail by a British court for concealing resources to try not to pay obligations.
Becker’s life has been a fantasy before the choppiness. It’s been a brilliant life from tennis wonder to Grand Slam champion, mentor, and analyst. Then came the difficulties: tax avoidance in Germany and conviction in England over liquidation. Inconveniences that destroyed his standing and sent him to jail. You can’t help thinking about what’s up with these tycoon athletes.
The German’s income was around $50 million when he resigned from tennis in 1999. What has been going on with all that cash? Becker expresses its more significant part was spent on a costly separation and kid upkeep. Two times wedded, he is the dad of four kids. What’s additionally known is Becker’s preference for the lap of luxury. All that dissolved his millions.
I loved Becker. However, you can’t adore a 17-year-old who fueled his approach to winning Wimbledon in 1985. Not exclusively was the kid from Leimen unseeded; he likewise turned into the most youthful tennis champion at the All England Club. My happiness multiplied when he effectively guarded his title. In two finals, his hearty serving and volleying quelled South Africa’s Kevin Curren and Czech Ivan Lendl (he later acquired American citizenship). Be that as it may, Australian understudy Peter Doohan staggered Becker in the second round to forestall a full go-around. I was disheartened.
From 1988, when Becker and Swede Stefan Edberg fought in three finals at Wimbledon focus court, I could not choose whom to help. These are consummate serve-and-volleyers. Also, on a grass court, they are a delight to see. Becker and Edberg tackled my difficulty: they won once each, and Edberg again in 1990. I was fine. As a result, I thought.
After retirement, Edberg disappeared into blankness; however, Becker was generally in the information. His union with German-American style planner Barbara Feltus, his affair with server Angela Ermakova at a London café, various undertakings, and the wedding to Dutch model Sharley “Lilly” Becker were grist for the newspaper factory. In the middle, he appeared at Wimbledon as an observer and later as a mentor to Serbian Novak Jokovic. I had enthusiastically followed all that. What an exciting ability, what a superb profession: Becker discarded all that. To this end, I regret his situation.
Assuming the six-time Grand Slam champ had been more engaged, his new professions would have thrived. He was a BBC reporter for quite a long time from 2003 and trained Jokovic to six of his 20 Grand Slam titles. Albeit the relationship with Jokovic finished in 2016, Becker has still sought after. Furthermore, assuming he had assumed command over his funds and reined his spending, the jail time might have been stayed away from.
Becker joins the positions of competitors who found notoriety and fortune through sport to waste it. More is the lowness for Becker, who currently heads to jail. That is the fall of an icon. I want to believe that he assembles his life after spending time in jail. Auf Wiedersehen (farewell) Becker, and see you soon.
