MELBOURNE—Victoria Azarenka stood to serve at 0-3 in the second set against Kim Clijsters on Thursday afternoon. Two birds circled around and in front of her, well within the range of Azarenka’s Wilson racquet, as she stared across the net and raised her arms to begin her motion. The Belarussian had won the first set of this semifinal, but had watched as Clijsters ran out to a quick second set lead. In the past, Azarenka, who by her own admission today had been viewed as a “head case” by the fans here, might have let the flitting feathered creatures drive her over the edge. Not today: She tossed and served without a hitch.
Two weeks ago, I wrote a preview of the Australian Open women’s event with the title, “Can the New Order Hold?” The question was, could the two young women who had finished 2011 with so much momentum, Victoria Azarenka and Petra Kvitova, carry it over to the first Grand Slam of 2012? Could the kids justify their gaudy new No. 2 and No. 3 world rankings and hold off the three veterans—Kim Clijsters, Serena Williams, and Maria Sharapova—who have owned this tournament in recent years?
It was a new version of an old WTA story: The old guard had hung on for years, while a new generation of Grand Slam champions had failed to establish itself. But this time there was reason to hope that things had begun to change. The biggest was the steady ascent of Azarenka. The formerly volatile Belarussian came to Melbourne with a new on-court attitude—the “about to cry face” and “breaking racquets stuff,” as she put it, were behind her—and a victory at a tune-up tournament in Sydney. When she finished that event with a win over last year’s Aussie Open finalist, Li Na, Azarenka made a strong claim to being the smart pick to win this year’s first major.
That’s how she played when she got to Melbourne; with the calm confidence of someone on a mission. Azarenka seemed to live in a zone of her own. She came on court with headphones plugged in, and her fist-pumps looked like a form of self-communication.
Azarenka learned as she went. In the third round, against Mona Barthel, she said she had become too calm and mellow out there, and that she had to get herself “p-----d off,” to bring some of the fire back, to finish that match. By the quarterfinals, Azarenka had found the balance. She shook off a total meltdown in a first-set tiebreaker against Agnieszka Radwanska to dominate the last two sets.
Now she was reeling into another third set, against a hot-handed Clijsters. “She was really dominating,” Azarenka said when asked what she was thinking as the third set began. “I just tried to start to be more aggressive and try to play my game and start from the beginning. I know I only have one more set to go, 40 minutes to make a difference. That was my mental approach.”
Azarenka’s mantra is “stay in the moment.” That took work in this third set, which was full of moments—good, bad, and ugly, as well as a momentum swings from one forehand to the next. As these things typically go, each player swung freely when behind and tightened up when ahead. It appeared that Azarenka might have tightened up for good when she went ahead 4-2 and 40-0 on her serve only to watch as Clijsters relaxed and hit from the heels. The Belgian broke after saving five game points. The crowd, which was backing “Aussie Kim” in her final trip to Melbourne, let out a unanimous roar.
The moment of truth had come for the new Victoria Azarenka. It helped that it came on her return of serve. She used that personal specialty to quickly win the first two points of the next game. And she did it again at break point, ripping a backhand return fearlessly and closing the net for a 5-3 lead.
A few minutes later Azarenka bent to the court, a winner. While Vika had found her balance, Kim had lost hers, and her last Aussie Open ended with a whimper, and a hail of unforced errors. If we were looking for a changing of the WTA guard, and sports fans always are, this moment might just qualify: The old guard, in the person of Clijsters, walking out of Rod Laver Arena for the last time; the new, in the form of Azarenka, walking into her first Grand Slam final.