The great Michael Chang retired today. And that makes me sad. What little I knew of tennis in the 80’s & 90’s centered on him. He was an inspiration to me, as he was the lone successful Asian in a “white man’s tennis world.” He was a forthright Christian, who always gave glory to God after his victories—to the ongoing dismay of critics. I always rooted for Michael, like I root for most underdogs, no matter whom he was playing—be it Agassi or Sampras (who, incidentally, also retired today with much greater fanfare). I root for Michael, because it’s like rooting for myself. And rooting for my own success in an impossible world.