Three years ago Lindsay moved back in with her mom, but only because she really needed somebody. Not Lindsay. Ann. She and her husband of 28 years, Wink, were divorcing. Lindsay came back just to get her mom up on her own two feet.
Now they're closer than freckles on a redhead. O.K., sometimes Ann will say, "You really need to wear something a little more form-fitting," and Lindsay will break down and do it. She lost 30 pounds over three years, with her mother's help, and Ann says, "I think she should show it off." Sometimes she'll go off on dates, leaving her housemate alone for the evening, but Lindsay can handle it.
Maybe it's a coincidence, but ever since Lindsay got her terrific new roomie, her tennis has been terrific. Three years ago she was ranked No. 9 in the world. Now she's won two of the last four Grand Slam tournaments and is ranked No 2. Ann, naturally, is here at the U.S. Open to guide her. Not on the court. " Bloomingdale's," Ann says, laughing.
Every now and then a woman—not a girl—shows up on top of tennis. When it happens, it's usually because she was given the chance to become one.