"Perhaps you need the benefit of age to know how sad it was to see the Grand Slam slip away last night.
When Laver won the Grand Slam in 69, when I was a young man, I took it for granted that I would see other attempts: some would succeed, some would fail. Yet here we are 52 years later -and I am no longer a young man -and only one male player has got within touching distance of the summit.
When you are young, you think opportunities will always come along, there will always be another chance.
As the song says:
"Life had no reason and life had no rhyme,
I knew there were mountains to climb,
but at the time I thought I had time".
But time is the one thing we have less of every second.
I'm devastated that I didn't get to see a second Grand Slam. I very much doubt I'll live to see another one. I'll never understand the bitterness of people who can be glad that Djokovic failed. And I say that as a Nadal fan. It would have been a memory as a tennis fan you would have held forever. You would have been able to tell your grandkids you saw the Grand Slam be achieved.
I'll just have to add experiencing the Grand Slam in 1969 to my ever-growing list of beautiful things I once experienced but will never experience again: seeing David Bowie in concert, shaking hands with my sporting hero, Muhammad Ali, standing on the top of the twin towers.
All of these moments have been lost in time. Like tears in rain..."