Lew Hoad is for me the greatest enigma in tennis history. He is idolized by his fellow players of that era, who see in him the perfection of tennis. He was the one, who had it all: the game, the charisma, the looks; he was called the 'blond Adonis', the Robert Mitchum in shorts, a sort of Sampras and Agassi combined. But like in Schuberts 'Die Unvollendete', in his record the last step to immortality seems to be missing. Was he a tragical underachiever, hampered by back and other (alcohol) problems?
He came up as a junior together with his very different twin Rosewall. Early in their amatuer careers, Ken was the more solid. Lew had some surprising losses at big stages to Drobny or Patty, but also had big wins at Davis Cup, notably against Tony Trabert. In his great amateur year 1956, he won almost everything including the European clay triple - almost, because he lost the last match of a potential Grand Slam at Forest Hills to Rosewall (and a nasty wind). In the pro ranks, he looked like overtaking the king Gonzalez in their World series 1958, but eventually missed out this big chance. In 1959, he probably was the Nr. 1 pro, going by the internal results over the year, but overall King Pancho was still recognized as the true champ. You had to ko the world champ, you couldn't win on points in those years. Lew had great wins at Forest Hills in 1959, in some Australian tournaments, but also lost a lot of US pro, RG and Wembley finals, mostly now to the underrated, but ever improving 'Little Master'. When the new gun, Laver, turned pro, Lew trained himself into good fitness again, and trounced him 7-0 in January 1963 in a doubleheader changing with Rosewall. He was 28 at that time, not old, but after his great start of 1963 he could not get near Nr. 1 on the pro tour. OK, he had some back and toe troubles, but was quite rapidly overtaken by Laver and Rosewall. Afterwards he had some notable comebacks, at Wimbledon 1967, when he beat his old foe Gorgo in a tough 3 setter, or at Rome in 1970, when he excelled before the admiring crowd at the Foro Italico.
So what remains: Resultwise - you can turn it back and forth - Lew Hoad isn't in the short list of alltime greats, going by majors, pro championships or even the sum of Nr 1. positions. But yet, he made an unbelievable impression on the fellow players - with the power and style of his game and the charisma of his personality. An enigma indeed.