Lleyton Hewitt's fighting spirit left Juan Carlos Ferrero a smouldering wreck yesterday, with the Austra-lian fighting like a tiger to retain his Tennis Masters Cup in a four-hour, five-set battle.
Once again Hewitt refused to waver, once again he threw his 68kg frame around every millimeter of the blue Masters court and once again his opponent found him as unmoveable as the Great Wall of China.
Ferrero ran and ran until he dropped. He threw everything at the world number one but in the end he could not topple Hewitt who eked out a 7-5, 7-5, 2-6, 2-6, 6-4 win.
The victory banked Hewitt a cool US$1.4 million for six days' work but more importantly, it added incalculable weight to his reputation.
Three days ago he was crowned year-end world number one and yesterday he capped off a year in which he won his maiden Wimbledon crown with yet another performance of resilience and true lion-hearted desire to retain his year-end title.
The manner of the victory was typical. Hewitt chased down every ball, gave every shot 100 percent and simply refused to roll over.
Throughout, Hewitt repeatedly found angles so sharp that Ferrero could have shaved with them had the Spaniard not put his ablutions on hold for the week.
Like Bjorn Borg in his heyday, the Spaniard was sporting a week's growth of stubble but it was Hewitt who conjured up memories of the Swede with his power, guile and intensity.
With its US$3.7-million prize pot, the Tennis Masters Cup is the biggest professional sporting event ever to have been staged in China and the 9,000 fans in the New Expo Centre were served up a feast.
Rifling forehands around the court, Hewitt bounced back from an early break to rack up the opening set 7-5 with some brave hitting and inspired shot selection. He wrapped it up after 50 minutes of spectacular rallying and surged ahead in the second set, taking a 3-0 lead.
Ferrero bit back with a break in the fifth game and the pair traded heavy blows from the baseline as the score veered to and fro in the indoor arena.
As the tension mounted, Ferrero wobbled, double-faulting to hand Hewitt a set point. The Australian moved into a two-set lead when Ferrero netted a backhand.
Hewitt pumped his fist and urged himself to "C'mon" as he made his way back to his courtside seat; Ferrero's shoulders sagged.
His eyes on the ground in front of him, the Spaniard slowly walked back to his seat before dropping his racket limply at his feet.
Hewitt could only guess what was going through Ferrero's mind at that changeover. Perhaps painful memories of a semi-final defeat at last year's Masters Cup, perhaps thoughts of a desperately disappointing French Open final in June when, despite being a strong favorite, he let compatriot Albert Costa walk away with the spoils.
Either way, Ferrero resumed as a different player -- focused, feisty and resolute. It was as though Hewitt had had a mirror held up to himself, only Ferrero's groundstrokes carried more zip, his serve a little more power.
Swinging his racket like a run-hungry New York Yankee, Ferrero ripped backhands past the scampering Hewitt, notched up two breaks of serve and stunned the champion 6-2 to gain a foothold in the match.
He tore through the third set by the same margin, skipping around his backhand and unleashing scorching forehands for good measure.
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