Stefan Edberg's 40th birthday was Friday.
Here's a little tribute some journalist wrote for him.
No strings attached
A happy 40th birthday to Stefan Edberg, perhaps the nicest man to wield a tennis racket (it is no coincidence that it is the Swede's name which graces the ATP annual sportsmanship award, a trophy he twice collected while world No 1.)
Now living with his wife, Annette, and children, Emily and Christopher, in the countryside outside Vaxjo, Edberg won six grand slam singles titles (two Wimbledon, two US, two Australian), the same tally as Boris Becker without attracting - or courting - the same level of celebrity.
No on-court histrionics, no off-court scandals, Edberg was forever the consummate gentleman. "Some players want to be big stars and act like they think big stars should act," Edberg once told me. "I'd rather not be known by anybody. But it would be pretty boring if tennis was populated only by Stefan Edbergs. As a public person you should always reflect once or twice before doing or saying something. To say nothing is better than too much." Stefan Edberg: superstar without a super-ego.