Novak Djokovic: the kiss that sealed a kingdom.
At Centre Court in July 2021, Novak Djokovic pressed his lips against the gilt chalice of Wimbledon and, in that intimate gesture, fused two centuries of lawn-tennis folklore with the insurgent certainty of the modern game. A decade earlier he had vowed, half-joking, that he would “embrace the trophy as a long-lost friend” if ever it were his; now, with Matteo Berrettini’s resistance finally spent, the Serb’s promise found its golden echo.
To trace the road to that kiss is to map an empire. From Belgrade’s Avala foothills—where a young Djokovic practised atop wartime rubble—to the slick parquet of the O₂ and the ochre of Roland-Garros, he has gathered more Grand Slam titles than any player before him: twenty-four, an odyssey of four surfaces and countless subplots. Seven season-ending Masters crown the ledger, forty Masters 1000 trophies fill the sideboards, and 428 weeks at No 1 flicker on the scoreboard like a stubborn neon sign. Add the Coupe Davis of 2010, the inaugural ATP Cup in Sydney, and the long-sought Olympic gold in Paris, and you have a résumé that reads like a cartographer’s legend—nothing beyond the frontier of Djokovicimagination.
He is, above all, the sport’s tight-rope artiste. In 2013 at Wimbledon—caught here in this Wimbledon print—he split-slid the length of the baseline to return a Stan Wawrinka howitzer, splaying flat on the turf before springing up with turf-clipped grin and racket pristine as a surgeon’s scalpel. A ball-kid later asked why the dive. “Because grass forgives,” he said, “but the point will not.” In 2020, during Melbourne’s furnace, he sipped warm water salted with manuka honey between sets, claiming it calms “the entire digestive parliament.”
Stories circulate in locker-room whispers: the morning meditation at Bercy when he memorised every acoustic creak of Court 1 for later match-play; the stealth left-handed practice set in Rome to tune proprioception; the Serbian shortbread he mails annually to the Wimbledon gardeners in gratitude for perfect lawns. Even rivals concede the curious charm: Rafael Nadal once admitted he tried the honey ritual, “but for me it was only sugar.”
Look again at the photograph—an almost private tableau amid the racket of 15,000 throats. The champion cradles silver-gilt like a votive lamp; the reflection in the cup shows a crowd inverted, as though the world itself tips to admire him. Hang this Novak Djokovic print and you freeze that alchemy: resolve, reverence, and a hint of mischief. It is more than a tennis poster; it is chapel art for the faithful and the curious alike.
Add this slice of tennis wall art to your collection today and let your walls hum with the triumph of a restless maestro. Own the Wimbledon print that immortalises the kiss—and feel the quiet thunder of greatness in every glance.
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➤ ABOUT THE PRINT
Each artwork is professionally printed on gallery quality matte paper which perfectly compliments the designs using only archival inks. The high print quality ensure that your wall print will last a long time while maintaining its original color.
Premium Matte Paper: 200 gsm, premium quality, matte finish
Shipped in a stiff cardboard tube (100% recyclable, 90% recycled)
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➤ HOW TO ORDER
Simply purchase the listing in your desired size.
Sizes:
A3 (297 X 420 mm / 11.7 X 16.5 in)
A2 (420 x 594 mm / 16.5 x 23.4 in)
A1 (594 x 841 mm / 23.4 x 33.1 in)
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➤ PLEASE NOTE: FRAME IS NOT INCLUDED
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➤ ADDITIONAL
If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact us.
Novak Djokovic: the kiss that sealed a kingdom.
At Centre Court in July 2021, Novak Djokovic pressed his lips against the gilt chalice of Wimbledon and, in that intimate gesture, fused two centuries of lawn-tennis folklore with the insurgent certainty of the modern game. A decade earlier he had vowed, half-joking, that he would “embrace the trophy as a long-lost friend” if ever it were his; now, with Matteo Berrettini’s resistance finally spent, the Serb’s promise found its golden echo.
To trace the road to that kiss is to map an empire. From Belgrade’s Avala foothills—where a young Djokovic practised atop wartime rubble—to the slick parquet of the O₂ and the ochre of Roland-Garros, he has gathered more Grand Slam titles than any player before him: twenty-four, an odyssey of four surfaces and countless subplots. Seven season-ending Masters crown the ledger, forty Masters 1000 trophies fill the sideboards, and 428 weeks at No 1 flicker on the scoreboard like a stubborn neon sign. Add the Coupe Davis of 2010, the inaugural ATP Cup in Sydney, and the long-sought Olympic gold in Paris, and you have a résumé that reads like a cartographer’s legend—nothing beyond the frontier of Djokovicimagination.
He is, above all, the sport’s tight-rope artiste. In 2013 at Wimbledon—caught here in this Wimbledon print—he split-slid the length of the baseline to return a Stan Wawrinka howitzer, splaying flat on the turf before springing up with turf-clipped grin and racket pristine as a surgeon’s scalpel. A ball-kid later asked why the dive. “Because grass forgives,” he said, “but the point will not.” In 2020, during Melbourne’s furnace, he sipped warm water salted with manuka honey between sets, claiming it calms “the entire digestive parliament.”
Stories circulate in locker-room whispers: the morning meditation at Bercy when he memorised every acoustic creak of Court 1 for later match-play; the stealth left-handed practice set in Rome to tune proprioception; the Serbian shortbread he mails annually to the Wimbledon gardeners in gratitude for perfect lawns. Even rivals concede the curious charm: Rafael Nadal once admitted he tried the honey ritual, “but for me it was only sugar.”
Look again at the photograph—an almost private tableau amid the racket of 15,000 throats. The champion cradles silver-gilt like a votive lamp; the reflection in the cup shows a crowd inverted, as though the world itself tips to admire him. Hang this Novak Djokovic print and you freeze that alchemy: resolve, reverence, and a hint of mischief. It is more than a tennis poster; it is chapel art for the faithful and the curious alike.
Add this slice of tennis wall art to your collection today and let your walls hum with the triumph of a restless maestro. Own the Wimbledon print that immortalises the kiss—and feel the quiet thunder of greatness in every glance.
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➤ ABOUT THE PRINT
Each artwork is professionally printed on gallery quality matte paper which perfectly compliments the designs using only archival inks. The high print quality ensure that your wall print will last a long time while maintaining its original color.
Premium Matte Paper: 200 gsm, premium quality, matte finish
Shipped in a stiff cardboard tube (100% recyclable, 90% recycled)
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➤ HOW TO ORDER
Simply purchase the listing in your desired size.
Sizes:
A3 (297 X 420 mm / 11.7 X 16.5 in)
A2 (420 x 594 mm / 16.5 x 23.4 in)
A1 (594 x 841 mm / 23.4 x 33.1 in)
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➤ PLEASE NOTE: FRAME IS NOT INCLUDED
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➤ ADDITIONAL
If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to contact us.
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