Forget backhands and forehands—it’s all about the bank account. “Financial sleuths” (aka tennis bloggers with calculators) estimate Fritz’s net worth is now in the millions.
Cue the outrage! How dare a man who travels 11 months a year, plays through injury, and gets heckled by drunk fans afford a Rolex? The “lavish” life? A suite in Paris, Uber Eats in Monaco, and a hotel gym that actually has dumbbells over 20 pounds.
The real scandal? He once spent $47 on avocado toast at a hotel brunch in Melbourne. Oh, and he still uses the same duffle bag from 2019. Where’s the expose on that?
