2009 - and I find I am still as big a tennis fan as ever! The awards ceremony made me cry. It's kind of a pleasure these days to have no single favorite player to worry about, and just relish the caliber of play, and the caliber of men on the court, regardless of outcome.
(I have a thing for players whose native language isn't English. Federer's English is so flawlessly elegant and fluent. And Nadal's is so endearingly awkward, no? I love Roger's rare/old-school one-hand backhand, and I love the way Rafa's sweat-soaked jersey clings to his six-pack abs *g*...)