It may not be as frequent as it once used to be, but the sight of Roger Federer hoisting major tennis trophies will linger as one of the major sporting highlights of this century; and inextricably wound around his trophy-laden career is an equally persistent face in the stands.
She chokes when that impeccable forehand strays into the net; and sighs with every clutch backhand that clips the line. She lives and breathes every stroke the great man executes. She is Miroslava Federer, wife of the greatest tennis player of all-time.
The seeds of this formidable union were first planted at the Olympic Games in Sydney 16 years ago; as Federer explained, ‘We did know each other a little before. But she is three years older, so that was a thing. All through the Olympics, in the village, we were getting on well, then all of a sudden we had this kiss on the last day and it was like, O.K., what happens from here?’
What happened was one of the most enduring relationships in the deceptive marriage between sports and romance.
Slovakian-born ‘Mirka’ is a former top 100 player on the WTA Tour, and she went as far as the third round of the Australian Open in 2001, before having to retire from the sport a year later due to a foot injury.
The pair got married in Basel on April 11, 2009; and had their first kids just over three months later – a pair of lovely twin girls, Myla Rose and Charlene Riva.
Astonishingly, this great pair would welcome another set of twins in 2014, this time, boys. Talk about perfection!
No one understands the significance of the woman, Mirka, more than Roger Federer himself, and if the great champion confesses: ‘As long as I wake up in the morning and she is next to me, that’s all that matters’, that is indeed all that matters- Federer doesn’t deal in clichés.