The reviews of The Last Days of Roger Federer have been decidedly mixed. Simon Kuper in the FT, for example, thought it was rambling. But that misses the point. This is a compendium book, a series of connected sections, like a diary or anthology, but in this case a set of reflections about decline, some personal, some about tennis players, novelists, and Bob Dylan. As such a book, it is pretty good. The prose is nice, the stories are well told, it doesn’t go on too long, and the topic is interesting. As the
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