Little Pancho: The Life of Tennis Legend Pancho Segura
Drawing on interviews with many in the game who knew or admired Pancho, Caroline Seebohm provides a close-up picture of the unlikely pro as his career first emerged in Ecuador and then developed further in the United States during the 1940s, where he broke down social and political prejudices with his charm, naturalness, and brilliance on the court.
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It only took 5 minutes hitting with the teenage Segura for Gardnar Mulloy to realize he was good. Gardnar Mulloy first saw Pancho Segura play in Guayaquil before World War II, when Mulloy was visiting Ecuador with the State Department....
Pancho arrived in the states by ship and went to his first tournament the same day. On July 29, 1940, Pancho Segura arrived in New York City. He wore a card with his name on it round his neck, like...
A rare photo of the teenage Pancho Segura on the verge of South American tennis stardom. Pancho Segura returned home from Quito in the spring of 1938. (Click Here for part one of his incredible story.) He had been three...
Nobody noticed the small dark skinned boy in a corner of the Guayaquil Tennis Club, hitting ball after ball against the wall with a dilapidated looking tennis racket. The boy was alarmingly thin, with bandy, skinny legs that curved in...
