TENNIS 05 / 12 / 26

The 2023 US Open: Coco Gauff and the Night New York Lost Its Mind

I have covered enough sporting events to know when a crowd is excited and when a crowd is emotionally invested. Coco Gauff’s 2023 US Open title run was something else entirely. It felt personal for New York.

By the time she reached the final against Aryna Sabalenka, the energy around Arthur Ashe Stadium had become almost impossible to describe. Fans were arriving hours early. Kids carried homemade signs. Vendors outside the gates shouted her name like she was already part of city history.

And then she won.

What people watching on television may not have fully understood was how emotional the scene became once the ceremony ended. Down along the players’ walkway after the match, the atmosphere was pure release—cheering, tears, hugs, phones held high trying to capture every second of it.

That was where I briefly encountered Coco’s mother, Candi Gauff, moving through the celebration with the kind of joy only a parent can show after years of sacrifice. For one quick moment in the chaos, we exchanged a high five as people around us screamed Coco’s name into the New York night.

It was spontaneous and small, but also unforgettable because it captured what the entire evening felt like: collective happiness.

Not celebrity excitement. Happiness.

Coco’s victory meant more than a tennis title to the crowd that night. Fans saw themselves in her. Young girls saw possibility. Older tennis fans saw echoes of Serena Williams. And New York, which can often be cynical about everything, fully surrendered to the moment.

What impressed me most about Gauff throughout the tournament was not her athleticism—everyone already knew about her speed and defense. It was her composure. Even during difficult stretches in the final, she never seemed emotionally overwhelmed by the scale of the occasion.

Sabalenka hit with terrifying power early in the match, and there were moments when it looked as though experience might prevail. But Gauff slowly turned defense into pressure. Every extra ball she retrieved pulled the crowd deeper into the contest.

Inside Ashe Stadium, the noise became physical.

When match point ended, people did not leave their seats immediately. They stayed. They wanted to remain inside that feeling a little longer.

Novak Djokovic’s title on the men’s side carried its own kind of significance. Watching Djokovic in New York now feels different than it once did. There is greater appreciation in the building because fans understand they are witnessing the final chapters of one of the greatest careers in sports history.

His run to a 24th Grand Slam title was vintage Djokovic—disciplined, mentally brutal, and almost impossibly efficient in pressure moments. Younger players brought explosive energy to the tournament, but Djokovic still controlled matches with problem-solving and experience.

Yet even with Djokovic making history again, this US Open belonged emotionally to Coco Gauff.

In a city that prides itself on toughness, she brought out something softer: pride, hope, joy, connection.

Long after midnight, fans were still gathered outside the stadium taking photos beneath the glowing US Open signs. Security guards smiled through exhaustion. Vendors stayed open late. Nobody seemed eager to go home.

Because for one night in Queens, tennis felt bigger than sport.