Ash Barty becomes a rare champion who is both loved and feared in equal measure

Was it a foregone conclusion before the crunch moments had even arrived?

Two matches before Ash Barty became the first Australian woman in 44 years to claim a home grand slam, another of her vanquished opponents explained the dilemma with admirable candour: «I think she's definitely living in everyone's head a little bit.»

That was Jessica Pegula, who'd just been wiped off the court in an hour — a 6-2, 6-0 quarter-final demolition.

It was of a piece with Barty's total dominance of her preliminary opponents, dispatched in average match times of 61 minutes, only one Barty service game lost along the way.

Perhaps we will look back on this as the Australian sporting summer in which the only people who disappeared faster than English tailenders were Barty's opponents, but Pegula's comment showed how effortlessly Barty inverts the cliches of Australian sport: she never stops smiling, yet rivals fear her.

In a final whose scoreline hinted at only limited resistance from the loser, American Danielle Collins was dogged, brave, and in patches, not a little brilliant.

Collins is often described as a «hustler», which in tennis can generally be taken to mean that she didn't rise through ritzy academies, insulated from reality by family wealth. Among other hurdles, she has overcome endometriosis. She's as tough as teak.

Against Barty, it still wasn't enough.

Was Barty in her head, as Pegula put it? One-eyed and impolite spectators certainly were. In her best moments, Collins channelled the fury she felt at the crowd's interjections and threw it back at Barty with interest. Two of those moments shaped the result.

The first was in Barty's third service game of the match. Swinging wildly for big winners, Collins cracked a brutal backhand across