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Married to Olympic downhill skier Andy Mill for 18 years, with three children, she fell in love with Mill's friend, golfer Greg ("The Great White Shark") Norman. One of us would have had to give up a big part of our life. "But this time, I'm going to have a more independent relationship.
Norman's ex-wife has said that Evert pursued the golfer. They were married on Paradise Island, in the Bahamas, in June 2008. "I don't want this to be a slam on Greg, but our lifestyles were different. His priority was to build his business and travel." Since the split, Norman has remarried. Evert hasn't been on so much as a date during that year and a half. If the guy's in New York, I'll fly there, he'll fly here.
They were a golden couple: the skiing champ and the tennis star. What people didn't know was that she felt frightened—of flying, of speaking in public, of playing in exhibition matches.
While other champions of her generation (especially men like John Mc Enroe, Jimmy Connors, and Ilie Nastase) were snarling, cursing, making obscene gestures, and saying unprintable things, and while even her greatest rival, Martina Navratilova, was playing with obvious hunger and sometimes even what looked like rage, the "Ice Maiden" (or "Little Miss Sunshine," or "Ice Princess," depending on who was writing the story or calling the match) would merely narrow her eyes to signal displeasure, or perhaps mutter something that everyone imagined sounded like "Aw, shoot! And that adorable two-fisted backhand (she first used it as a five-year-old, to compensate for her lack of power; now it's a common sight and is used by both sexes, including Rafael Nadal). She wasn't just Chris Evert, the polite baseliner with the perfect form—she was Chrissie. What no one knew was what she was keeping in, what she wasn't saying, what was missing.Above that is the game room, with a ping-pong table and a television, also for the boys.It's about 8,200 square feet altogether, and a lot of it seems to be taken up by the kitchen. It's kid-friendly, a place you can put your feet up," Evert says.Which is to say, she is alternately hilarious, self-deprecating, reflective, angry (at her doctors, at others, at herself), bemused, anxious (her 19-year-old cracked his skull skateboarding a few weeks before—"and he's my easy one," she adds ruefully), determined, philosophical, and tenacious. I still have this image: I can't be controversial, I can't say things." She takes a deep breath."Being famous before you've formed your personality, before you have that self-esteem, is dangerous. I competed and handled pressure well—that was my strength.
In 1980, when Andrea Yaeger was barely 15 years old, she became the youngest player ever seeded at Wimbledon; within three years, she was out of tennis and later claimed that she had thrown major matches because she couldn't stand the spotlight. The real answer was that I let her win the match because I was horrible, I was really bad out there." Even on the court, being good wasn't quite good enough. They would say, `Chrissie, just play your matches, we'll take care of you.' I didn't have the tools to lead a normal life. Entitled is not a very pretty word, but that was me. There are people who have it a lot worse than I do"—but she also makes clear, intentionally or not, that what was forged by her relentless training and incandescent fame, her determination to be not just a good girl but the best girl, was not simply an intense, and intensely pleasant, nearly error-free athlete who seldom if ever insulted an opponent, much less complained to a linesman.