I'm the Bjorn Boerg of table tennis.
Like a Volvo, Bjorn Borg is rugged, has good after-sales service, and is very dull.
Bjorn Borg looks like a hunchbacked, jut-bottomed version of Lizabeth Scott, impersonating a bearded Apache princess.
I won't admit to having a poster of Borg on my bedroom door. But I certainly found him to be someone who got me way more into tennis.
What made my matches against Borg and Connors interesting was, comparing it to boxing, it was like a puncher and a counter-puncher.
I started with the two-handed backand before Borg was famous.
As a kid I loved John McEnroe. They called me Mac because, while everyone else liked Borg, I was crazy about McEnroe. I tried wearing headbands and sweatbands, and whooping at people. It didn't quite work.
You can see Bjorn Borg, but when I watch some game of him I want just to take a nap, no?
