From Melbourne Park to Flushing Meadows without making any special changes to the plot. For Dominic Thiem the one against Alexander Zverev will be the second consecutive Grand Slam final on hard-court. Not bad for someone who up to a handful of years ago had the clay-courts player tag on his shoulders.
The Austrian talent beats Daniil Medvedev where usually Daniil Medvedev does not fight. The Russian does not find valid alternatives from the baseline, he lets himself be mentally and physically overwhelmed by the circumstances, needless to say he wastes all the chances he gets between the second and the third set .
The 6-2 7-6 (7) 7-6 (5) tells almost everything. In less than forty-eight hours we will have the first Grand Slam champion born in the nineties. The first different from Roger Federer, Rafael Nadal and Novak Djokovic from the US Open of the two thousand and sixteen.
Medvedev struggles to hide his anger during a first set that sees him slip away in the sixth game. A dispute with the chair judge Dumusois is decisive. The Russian, who manages to rearrange his ideas and sew a minimum gap at the start, shoots up to 5-3 0-30 (on Thiem's serve) but lacks clarity when he has the chance to equalize the score on the stringbed.
Thiem, good at staying in his wake, answers the first call, clears a total of five break points in the eleventh game and finds a rather safe haven in the jeu decisif. He saves at 5-6 with a first external service and takes advantage of a wicked choice by his opponent above all at 7-7, who decides to get rid of the exchange with a short ball.
Ready, go, Medvedev shoots up 3-0, gets a chance for 5-1 and serves uselessly for the set at 5-3. Thiem gets back on track, pushes himself for a second time to the tie break and with a mega-partial of 5-1 he practically collects the victory at the threshold of three hours of play.
Zverev's super come back: Carreno Busta surrenders at the 5th set
He had never mended a two-set gap. It would seem that a better time could not have chosen. Alexander Zverev resolved the case against Alexander Zverev, then the one against Pablo Carreno Busta.
Lucky, yes, but the second presence in the top four at Flushing Meadows with merit. The Spanish tennis player caressed the dream after about ninety minutes (with a 6-3 6-2 to keep) before undergoing the comeback of the German.
Defining Zverev's as a reaction, given the circumstances, could still be an understatement. After two nightmare sets - seasoned with thirty-six unforced errors and a low 30% of points with the second ball - Sascha starts playing more simplistically.
With a break at the opening of the third and one at the opening of the fourth (which somehow needs to certify for the advantage) the German manages to push himself to the deciding-set without particular difficulties. The fifth, in a decidedly low tension context, is a completely necessary outline.
Zverev traces the difference at the start, completes the comeback with the help of the service and closes at 3-6 2-6 6-3 6-4 6-3 at the threshold of four hours of play. It will be the youngest Grand Slam final since 2010 (who would have played the second one on Flushing Meadows hard-courts) a great responsibility, right?